To return was impossible,—to raise himself certain destruction. “What the devil are you doing star-gazing here?” Ennison looked at him in surprise. ’ ‘It is you who will get the head blown off,’ threatened the young lady fiercely. " "Accident or not," rejoined Sheppard; "you're no longer pall of mine. ” “How?” “Well—a little clumsily. I am five-and-thirty, and I have knocked about in the world and tasted the quality of life.
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