” She turned a firelit face to her husband. Mr. My arm's nearly well again. "He has undertaken to finish this job by six o'clock, and I wish to see whether he'll be as good as his word. "There's a guinea to drink our health," she added, slipping a piece of money into his hand. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. If I had known that you were here you should not have been kept waiting for a second. Her heart ached; and that puzzled her. Couldn’t fit it inside, but the horse’s blanket lay over it, and, like I said, as long as no one rides him and don’t remove the blanket, I think it’ll stay hid. ’ He opened the purse and extracted a couple of guineas. " "Well, rather than you should commit so great a crime, Captain, here it is," replied Quilt, handing him the garment in question. “Thank Heaven, they are bringing the hors d’oeuvres. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark.
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