” The man made no attempt to recover the revolver. ’ A sudden clatter of booted feet sounded in the hall beyond. “What do you want to go out here for, Lucy?” He 217 asked. " "Not unless your skull's bullet-proof," cried a voice at his elbow; and, as the words were uttered, a pistol was snapped at his head, which,—fortunately or unfortunately, as the reader pleases,—only burnt the priming. “My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. Expiation. But I have remembered the horse and have asked this sergeant that a soldier fetch him. You DO use vile language!” “Forget about it like this. ‘As to that, I am a devil, say the nuns. ” “And they go?” “When they get the chance. She heard him crash against it, and turned the key in the lock. John looked at his feet bashfully. But I proved it to them! Oh yeah, I told John, but I don’t think he believes me either.
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