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Certainly the man did not look veryEnglish; though perhaps rather Scandinavian
than German.
Hartog-Haggard was already breathing hoarsely in his ear. Well,
said Butt, shes very tall and elegant, or . I knowvery well this is no quarrel
of yours.
Why should it be unmistakable, unless theother was a mistake? I was
quite pedantically correct, said Gahagan, waving his hand,condescendingly. Do
you mean, she cried, that you actually know he goes by twonames?
Hartog-Haggard
again hovering without, Mr. You have stated it very clearly, said
Mr.
Hartog-Haggard again hovering without, Mr.
Therell be a lot more, unless
you take my advice, said Mr. We persecuted the spies; and the spy-maniacs
persecutedus.
When his head alone emerged, it was like a colossalsphinx; and
Mrs. Even now, muttered the vicar, Im not so clear what you mean
bythat.
Gahagans spirits, already high, soared into laughter and
lightimprovisation. Whiteways looked out, in casual curiosity,over that sudden
noise in the night. Then he said, after one of hissudden pauses: But I wasnt
thinking of Gahagan. I have not yet had the honour, replied Pond, in his
punctiliousway. Of course, thats about the only possible case where Icould
hardly prevent it.
Its no good talking at large about suchthings. Schiller; Im
not so sure hes written up hisname, said Mr. Theyre SENT to do that, she
repeated in the fierce, confidentialvoice she used in such cases.
But he knew a
good deal aboutthe lady; and saw no reason to move in the matter. I knowvery
well this is no quarrel of yours. And, as I have also said before, observed the
unruffled Mr. Pond again interposed gently, but with the general effect of
ajerk: You say it was hatred.
But in reality it WAS a bristly, humped figure.
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