’ ‘Pah! Am I a fool? Have you not this moment past said how he did not?’ Agitation sent her to her feet. He made some obvious comments on the wide view warming toward its autumnal blaze that spread itself in hill and valley, wood and village, below. ‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified. She lost it in the Mint. He cherished her. For her it was sufficient to know that somebody wanted her, that never again would she be alone, that always this boy with the dreams would be depending upon her. . Them young prigs is all alike. I sang to him, and he was satisfied.
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