’ ‘You always were an old sobersides, even as a boy,’ retorted the major, who was close on thirty now, yet as ripe for excitement as he had been on receiving his first commission at sixteen. " McClintock without further speech strode toward his bungalow; and half an hour later Spurlock, passing, heard the piano-tuning key at work. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. Previously to his descent he had left the nail and spike on the wall, and with these he fastened the blanket to the stone coping. And now I find, when it is too late, that I might have deserved you—that I am as well born as Thames Darrell.
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