. “I wish,” she said, “that you would leave off looking at me as though I were
something grisly. I pledged my
thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as
good as my word. Both girls looked pale and listless. He knew me, Nigel. He seemed resigned
but cheerful, and held frequent and serious discourses with the ordinary, who felt
satisfied of his sincere penitence. But you don’t particularly want to do
the job that sets you free—for its own sake. It was Blueskin. Another picture slid across her vision. What he needed was not a food
but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue
and throat. The piece, in three
movements, was short enough anyway.
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