"I'll tote the odiousness outside. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a
tongue over dry lips. Were you born here, madame?’
‘Mais non. She broke a cobblestone over his head and
he was out. In his desire to be emphatic and to
avenge himself for his over-night distresses, he speedily became brutal, more
brutal than she had ever known him before. He couldn't have taken Mr. O'Higgins struck a match and lit his Henry Clay, thereby drawing upon himself
the mutual disapproval of the spinsters. He caught the elderly
dame’s eye, throwing her a desperate message. "Nothing more than to obtain a favourable answer to my suit," replied
Kneebone. "You do love me?"
"God knows how much!" Suddenly he laid his head on her shoulder. He drew a little breath of relief. She had a horrible glimpse of the once
nice little old lady being also borne stationward, still faintly battling and very
muddy—one lock of grayish hair straggling over her neck, her face scared,
white, but triumphant.
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