‘Is it worth it?’ he asked at last. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until
the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the
rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. You are
different, Lucia, undamaged even after what you have
been through, still pure of heart. Aha!" he
continued, producing a short silver staff, which he carried constantly about with
him, and uttering a terrible imprecation, "I see you're confounded. It was still so dark, that nothing could be distinguished except
the heavy masses of timber by which the premises were surrounded; but as they
advanced, lights were visible in some of the windows. ‘And I have a very good mind to kill you. “It’s fine, Michelle. I shall have no faith in future in
bolts and bars.
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