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"Ah! Terry O'Flaherty!" vociferated Jonathan, in a tone that betrayed hot the
slightest discomposure. In the pause she realized the attention of the others converged upon
her, and that the tears were brimming over her eyes. “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. She
was in ill trim for walking, but somehow or other she made her way as far as the
Champs Elysées, and sank down upon an empty seat. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little
movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. Is there any truth, do you suppose, in this rumoured marriage?”
“I know nothing,” Courtlaw answered hurriedly. "Good-b'ye!" And with a
cordial shake of the hand he took his departure. Wood with the
circumstances, and putting him upon his guard against the possibility of an
attack.
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