The watermen, who manned the larger wherry, immediately shipped their oars, grappled with the drifting skiff, and held it fast. The back of the house had been the Alps for climbing, and the shrubs in front of it a Terai. ‘There is Bernadette, Marie-Thérèse, Marie-Joséphine, Marie-Claire, Henriette—’ Exasperated, Gerald seized her by the shoulders. They were talking of “Alcide,” as they often did in those days.
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