" "But how in the Lord's name was she brought up? There's a queer story back of this somewhere. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. Sheppard, raising herself, and looking at him as if her life depended upon the answer. She wrote it down. For heaven’s sake, give him some Madeira or something, Gerald! Anything to calm him down. The general had little doubt he was going to be asked to provide for the fellow as well as for his legitimate descendant. Down there, whisky raises the very devil with white men. . I’m afraid I’m a terribly clumsy fellow.
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