Don’t think I can’t sympathize and
understand. We
won’t drag you away until you’ve been through the place from top to bottom. Good-bye, for the pressent—ha! ha!" And,
laughing loudly at his own facetiousness, he quitted the Lodge. ‘Nothing. 133
“TRY ME!” He yelled, his voice booming into the
cacophony beyond the walls. He gurgled as if trying to communicate. He had brought her here to
this place—where her freedom was curtailed even more than at the convent so
that a cavalier was very much needed—and only on Monday came again. She had
tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There
IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar,
which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better,
and as an Arab sheik.
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