To be confronted with the girl’s damned Frenchman of a husband was another matter altogether. The back of the house had been the Alps for climbing, and the shrubs in front of it a Terai. She was dressed as a white woman should be; and that for the present satisfied her instincts. His clothes had evidently seen some service, and were plentifully begrimed with the dust of the workshop. "Do you hear me?" cried the lady, with increasing vehemence. ‘I have only borrowed it.
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