CHAPTER XII. She found an old drunk wandering the streets. ” “I shall always be grateful to you,” he declared. In this attempt he was, however, foiled by the agility of the carpenter, who managed to retreat to the door, against which he placed his back, kicking the boards vigorously with his heel. She wanted to cry out upon herself for the uttermost fool in existence. "I guessed as much. “Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion. The tourist season would soon be at ebb, and it would be late in September before the tide returned.
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