‘Do not think—’ he panted, ‘that I am finished—with you, mademoiselle. Too damned chickenhearted to confess to me he’d run off with the woman. But come, sir. The doleful procession at once assumed a festive character. I was—I was a corespondent. ’ Mrs Sindlesham’s mouth dropped open. Away off in the fields the bluesmocked peasants bent still at their toil.
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