\"I could eat now. I just never had anything else fun
to do. "
As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a
lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. ”
“And I,” Ennison said, holding her fingers tightly, and forcing her to look into
his eyes, “I will tell you what I have wished for you when we meet six months
from to-day. Another picture slid across her vision. ”
“Then he—and Paris—lied,” Ennison answered. “Vee,” she said, “come home. ”
Ennison turned round sharply. It is Thérèse. ’
‘Don’t call me by name,’ she snapped. There were white men with
families, a fine mission-house, and a club-house for cards and billiards. , or that
she had a care in the world. ‘And since the entire company and Pottiswick himself were unable to
find hide nor hair of the infernal French female—’
‘English, Hilary,’ Gerald reminded him. Their conversation was conducted in the flash language,
and, though unintelligible to Wood, was easily comprehended by this
companion, who learnt, to her dismay, that the wounded man had received his
hurt from her son, whose courage and dexterity formed the present subject of
their discourse.
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