“Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. Cautiously stepping outside, he looked up towards the terrace. No, not one little bit. ‘Keep still, for God’s sake! Hilary will send him off all right and tight, never fear. Just an idea of mine. Not far from him was a knot of lads drinking, swearing, and playing at dice as eagerly and as skilfully as any of the older hands. It runs about gayly, it romps, it is bright and pretty, it has enormous quantities of soft hair and more power of expressing affection than its brothers. "Give me till to-morrow," implored she, "and if I can bring myself to part with him, you shall have him without another word.
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