His sword done with, he took up the bludgeon; balanced it in his hand; upon the points of his fingers; and let it fall with a smash, intentionally, upon the table. She saw his purpose and his doubt hesitated also, and then went to him, took his coat lapels, and kissed him on the cheek. "With your friends, dear Mrs. “I can’t endure it,” she said. This last operation was so fatiguing, that for a short time he was obliged to pause to recover the use of his fingers.
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