She was glad when he went on: “I want to be your city of refuge from every sort of bother. The ring's yours, and you're mine. "Mac, you old son-of-a-gun!" "Got a man's breakfast?" McClintock demanded to know. Was he pleased?” “Calmly! He said—you won’t mind my telling you?” “Not a bit. Had he not said so? Not that she wished him to marry her. The fibre of his soul had to be tested, queerly, to make him worthy of you. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. He hesitated. "While I live you are safe," rejoined Trenchard; "after my death I can answer for nothing. Wood, who were, furthermore, engaged in a little conjugal tête-à-tête of their own. " "No," cried the lady, "this room—I recollect—it has a back window.
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