"Thank you; but I've a pocket full of water-chestnuts. "I heard his voice; but I saw them on the stairs, and durst not approach him, for fear of giving the alarm. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. It looked very patient, she thought, and a little self-satisfied. “Besides, it is not so.
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