“That’s all. ’ ‘You always were an old sobersides, even as a boy,’ retorted the major, who was close on thirty now, yet as ripe for excitement as he had been on receiving his first commission at sixteen. There was a little pain, but it wasn’t anything. I shall count it a privilege. Hollo rumbled in his throat. “I wonder,” he said, and went off at a tangent. "But to the point," continued Wild, unconscious of the peril in which the remark had placed him,—"to the point. The eyes left him, searching beside the chair for her cane. She had traversed perhaps three bookshelves, passed across the door that must lead to the hall, turned the corner, and was just about to reach the fireplace when she abruptly became aware that something under her fingers had felt wrong. “Yes?” “You remember once, how we talked—at a gate on the Downs? We talked about how a girl might get an independent living. “I have answered all your questions,” she said. He’s a quiet person, and he says that quiet people should never become salesmen.
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