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“It would have spoiled the garden and broken my heart, Emily,” he told her. “You’re a little darling girl to have prevented it.”

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“I guess that’s good as far as it goes. But it’s for us to get busy and do something.”

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“She is dead.”

“I like her; and she likes me—principally, it seems, because she had a sister named Anne who died young.

ANGELIQUE-LOUISE DE GUERCHI was a woman of about twenty-eight years of age, tall, dark, and well made

"Now, Gilbert, you are not 'going off mad.' Sit down here and I'll apologise bee-YEW-ti-fully, I shouldn't have said that. But—oh, if you knew—"

"'With the majesty of pinion Which the Theban eagles bear Sailing with supreme dominion Through the azure fields of air.'"

“Before God and man, this woman is my wife.”

“You never know. Some girls call men by their surnames. And you heard what Miss Ganett said this evening—about Flora’s carryings on.”

“I fancy, my friend, that we shall see before very long. But I must start.”

“Your point of view always depresses me, my child. We must not be sordid. No, no, in the cause of science one must not be sordid.”

"She is in a place of safety—where none will find her. As yet, she is unharmed. You observe that I say—as yet!"

On the strength of these promises everyone went home to await the morrow with impatience.

“I don’t know what to think. And that’s a very disturbing state of mind.”

From this we may infer how great a share the intelligent powers have in superior military genius. We shall now look more closely into this point.

“If I am not mistaken,” said Jean, “it is what we call fox-glove. It is common on the edges of woods.”