It did not occur to her that save for some accidents of education and character they had souls like her own. " Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. ‘Moi, je vais vous tuer!’ ‘I don’t think so,’ Gerald said through his teeth. He was not quite sure whether, after all, he had been wise. ’ His face changed, all the humour and tenderness leaving it in an instant. The folds of a thick muslin neckcloth in some degree protected him, but the gash was desperate. Presently. “I think that you are very dense. ” He rolled his eyes, trying 190 to conceal pride.
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