Completely overcome by fatigue, with strained muscles, and bruised hands;
streaming with perspiration, and with lips so parched that he would gladly have
parted with a treasure if he had possessed it for a draught of water; he sank
against the wall, and while in this state was seized with, a sudden and strange
alarm. Wood, carving for his friends, and pledging the
carpenter, he had his hands full. "Excuse me," he said, plunging his fork into a fowl, and transferring it to his
plate. Besides, how
am I to ride home without them?"
"Don't distress yourself," returned Jack, "you shall walk. And, if
you'll give me such a smack of your sweet lips, Miss, as you've just given
Thames, I'll take myself off in less than no time. ”
Miss Miniver followed with an expression of perplexity, her mouth shaped to
futile expositions. It did not matter that he wore the cloth; something was wrong with
him.
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