The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. Wild had escaped. ‘Tchah! So you’re the whelp’s girl, are you? Suppose you’ve nothing but that villainous French in your tongue. I fancy that Sir John does not approve of me. ” His eyes were burning. I’m not half smart enough for the West End. " "I see through your design, Jack," returned the carpenter, gravely; "but I don't like under-hand work. '" As these words were delivered by the carpenter with stern emphasis, a female servant entered the room, and stated that a gentleman was at the door, who wished to speak with Captain Darell on business of urgent importance. ’ Releasing her, he turned and walked swiftly towards the door. Men usually do. Proper enough now, when he could not help himself, but the habit would be formed; and when he was strong again it would become the normal role, hers to give and his to receive. He slid out of her.
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