But I want to know whether in such an event you would stand by
me?”
She held out her hand. Nevertheless
she withdrew her hand. He talked in the same style, and pretty nearly
in the same language; laughed in the same manner, and coughed, or sneezed at
the same time. “Accident! She shot me,” he muttered. Almost at once she had comprehended that she was expected to
write down her name and address, which she did, in slanting cobwebby lettering,
perhaps a trifle laboriously. You have watched
all the uncouth creations of my brain come sprawling out upon the canvas, and
besides, we have been companions. They even threatened to cut the traces
and take off the wheels from the carriage. I loitered in the shop as you
chatted with the butcher’s girl.
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