” “Until some one takes pity on me and marries me?” He raised his eyebrows in mild appeal. John moved closer to her, getting up from his roost by one bench, he joined her at the bench where she sat. Silly woman!. " "I am at a loss to understand you Sir,", said Trenchard. But if not himself, there would be another soon enough. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. ‘I can’t help but be sure,’ he returned shortly.
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