" "Humph!" ejaculated the carpenter. Spurling had retired for the night. Young people ignore them until they find themselves up against them. ‘Who’d believe me? And I’d have to tell my part in it all, too. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. The action steadied him; and there was a phase of irony, too, that helped. ‘Jacques?’ ‘No. “You have the temperament,” he said. Then they had released her arms and were trying to push her away. Did the other girls thank you?” “Not really. ’ ‘What young lady?’ demanded a voice from the back of the hall. A dozen words, and he saw Enschede as clearly as though he stood hard by in the flesh. The whole affair interested him deeply.
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