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Poor young fellow said Mme. Couture, putting back Eugene,

He came out of his abstraction with a start and glanced at her, almost guiltily. Yes, Chick.

Very well. Leave me four to look after provisions, to do the cooking and to set the table. I will go and find out where the wine is hidden.

It was too late now for me to regret what had occurred during the day. Whatever it had been, pity, a sudden tenderness for sorrow, or the more brutal instinct of gratified vanity, it was all the same now, and unless I wished to bruise an innocent heart my path lay marked before me. The fire and strength, the depth of passion of a love which I had never even suspected, with all my imagined experience in the world, left me no alternative but to respond or send her away.

I know what is the matter with me. It is a coolie disease from Sumatra--a thing that the Dutch know more about than we, though they have made little of it up to date. One thing only is certain. It is infallibly deadly, and it is horribly contagious.

What more might he do to hasten the Saturday work? He could not chop the kindling or fill the wood boxes. The weeding It was behind. Both mother and sister had reminded him repeatedly, but he had forgotten. Only yesterday his sister had made tidy the flower beds that flanked the house; but the melons, the vegetables,they were not done, and that would make no noise.

There is a little business where he would be most useful in the South, said Lurgan, with peculiar suavity, dropping his heavy blued eyelids.

Offer the help that isswanted. Often, the person or people will say, or exhibit by their behavior, that they just want to be left alone. Despite what you think youd like to give, leaving them alone might be the Highest Gift you can then offer.

Do you see any clue?

He came out of his abstraction with a start and glanced at her, almost guiltily. Yes, Chick.

Youve asked that before. My answer issthe same. What difference doessit make? Even if every-thing Ive said isswrong, can you think of a better way to live?

bad enough to feel that you are surrounded by unseen, unknown folk, who have some kind of design upon you, but when, in addition to that, you know that it is just killing your wife by inches, then it becomes as much as flesh and blood can endure. She,

He came out of his abstraction with a start and glanced at her, almost guiltily. Yes, Chick.

It was too late now for me to regret what had occurred during the day. Whatever it had been, pity, a sudden tenderness for sorrow, or the more brutal instinct of gratified vanity, it was all the same now, and unless I wished to bruise an innocent heart my path lay marked before me. The fire and strength, the depth of passion of a love which I had never even suspected, with all my imagined experience in the world, left me no alternative but to respond or send her away.

I know what is the matter with me. It is a coolie disease from Sumatra--a thing that the Dutch know more about than we, though they have made little of it up to date. One thing only is certain. It is infallibly deadly, and it is horribly contagious.

Then if it was removed it was while you were within a dozen yards of it?

Very well. Leave me four to look after provisions, to do the cooking and to set the table. I will go and find out where the wine is hidden.

A lot more nonsense he rattled off, squeezing and kissing her till she was breathless with laughter.

They had gone only a mile or so from the cliff when the land sloped down into a wide shallow depression, where the ground was soft and wet Mist lay there, pale glimmering in the last rays of the sickle moon The dark shapes of the Orcs in front grew dim, and then were swallowed up

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Chapter 6 Humpty Dumpty

Poor young fellow said Mme. Couture, putting back Eugene,

Nothey are very few.

It was too late now for me to regret what had occurred during the day. Whatever it had been, pity, a sudden tenderness for sorrow, or the more brutal instinct of gratified vanity, it was all the same now, and unless I wished to bruise an innocent heart my path lay marked before me. The fire and strength, the depth of passion of a love which I had never even suspected, with all my imagined experience in the world, left me no alternative but to respond or send her away.

Do you see any clue?

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