" He stared at the agitated curtain; and slowly his chin sank until it touched his chest. ” He rowed a stroke and watched the swirl of water from his oar broaden and die away. "Begone! or I fire!" he cried. Parbleu, but must she do this all through the house? Evidently she must, for not only could she not properly see the paintings and portraits that hung on the walls, but she was in imminent danger of bumping into the sheet-shrouded furniture. Yet in some hidden corner was a vein of sentiment, of which for the first time in his later life he was now unexpectedly aware. . “I am off to-night,” he said. .
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