I really must leave you now. ’ The sergeant’s air became positively avuncular. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. ” She rang the bell, and he waited by her side until she was admitted to the tall, gloomy lodging-house. Fritz sang for her sometimes, for Fritz could sing even before he was able to form words. She continued to fan herself. Shari was snoring soundly. That's the sort of fool your nephew is!" "Not even a good time!" said the aunt, whimsically, as she stuffed the bills into her reticule. "What poet was that?" "Stevenson. Let us pass, Sir. ‘To where has he gone off?’ ‘No use asking me,’ shrugged the captain.
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