“We have no airs and graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. She had resisted as long as she could; then she had stolen over. ’ ‘You always were an old sobersides, even as a boy,’ retorted the major, who was close on thirty now, yet as ripe for excitement as he had been on receiving his first commission at sixteen. Day before, send round to each to borrow a shirt. This is not what I want. My profession has hardened me. .
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