‘Do not speak of him. . Ramage admitted the force of that. He too looked at the girl, slackened his pace and looked at her
again through his eye-glasses, looked over his shoulder after he had passed, and
finally came to a dead stop. He
felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little
creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest
fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the
separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. She came
back with two women, one in each arm, which she threw
down like sticks as she alit onto the stone causeway. But did you ever hear of a djinn in a blue-serge
coat? Stitched in!"
Something like this was always rushing into his throat; and he had to sink his
nails into his palms to stop his mouth. ”
“Uh.
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