“What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. CHAPTER I. Taking hold of the hilt of his own foil, he drew it forth. And now let's go back to the Shovels, and finish our brandewyn and bier, Muntmeester. Hurt beyond what he could imagine by the selfishness and pride of her forbears, whose fateful disputes had robbed her of the life she should have led, the plucky little devil had taken matters into her own hands. Wood.
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