”
“I know—” said Ramage, with sympathy. Gay, by his strokes of pleasantry, whether in his writings or
conversation, never lost a friend. “Nothing so base. ‘You had better kill me, mademoiselle, because otherwise I shall end by
strangling you. ’
A sudden frown sprang to the fellow’s face. She could see over a waist high stone wall into the
miniature courtyard, complete with benches only a small
child could sit upon, one which had been broken in half,
its two pieces left unjoined on the sandy ground. "You are out betimes this morning, Mr. She liked the animated eagerness
of his manner. "
"'Zounds! Captain, I shall get my death of cold. “And now,” she said, splintering the surviving piece of coal into indignant
flame-spurting fragments with one dexterous blow, “what am I to do?
“I’m in a hole!—mess is a better word, expresses it better. Besides, she will do no such thing. “You too sing?” he asked.
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