" "God forbid!" exclaimed Wood, fervently; and, as if afraid of prolonging the interview, he added, with some precipitation, "But I must be going: I've stayed here too long already. ” “You are foolish,” she declared, with a note of irritability in her tone. ’ He glanced at Roding. The skies became brilliant; the dry monsoon was setting in. " And, as he spoke, he took up a sheet of paper, and hastily traced a few lines upon it. As the body was borne to the house in the arms of the farming-men, Mr. "Sorry you're obliged to keep your word. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. ‘You cannot mean General Charvill?’ ‘That old martinet?’ exclaimed Roding. And when, at length, it was struck, he wanted energy to pursue his advantages.
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