’ ‘Aye, but she don’t reckon to militiamen. She laughed as the deluge seemed to grow worse with every step. Her thick body was heavy and massive. Wood, however, was too much excited to attend to the caution. " "So she was," replied the woollen-draper, helping himself to an enormous pinch of snuff with the air of a man who does not dislike to be rallied about his gallantry,—"so she was. ‘That is good,’ she said with satisfaction, ‘for I was compelled on Saturday to abandon the chase. Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary. It melted her heart. This way there will be not so much shame, and the vicomte will let them remain.
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