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She entered and approached the bunk. At this gate two paths meet. Why? He could preach the Word and deny Love!—tame the savage heart, succour broken white men!—pray with his face strained with religious fervour! The idea made her dizzy because it was so inexplicable. It is the same man, for he raved in the hospital, and they fetched me. He wasn't sure, but he thought he saw a faint shudder stir her shoulders. He saw the tragedy on the boy's face; but he was merciless. She fluttered her eyelashes, and adopted the soulful tone that served her well at times. Her cheeks were the colour of chalk, her eyes were filled with terror. The door was too strong, and too well secured, to break open,—the walls too thick: but the ceiling,—if he could reach it—there, he doubted not, he could make an outlet. A woman may choose any one for her lover, but for her friend she makes no mistake. ’ ‘That has put “only Gerald” very firmly in his place,’ mourned Gerald. She had never before heard the noise of firecrackers, and in the beginning the sputtering racket caused her to wince. With astonishment, Gerald saw a rheumy film rimming his old commander’s eyes.
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