“We always have things out with OUR father, poor dear!” said Hetty. She walked through the walls. They are the only happy women in the Orient. He seemed to be thinking hard. ” Her voice trembled with suppressed passion. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. ” For a fraction of a second the two young men hesitated. At length, about an hour before dawn on the second day—Sunday—having spent the early part of the night in watching at the gates of the robbers' sanctuary, and being almost exhausted from want of rest, she set out homewards. The letter began: “MY DEAREST GIRL,—I cannot let you do this foolish thing—” She crumpled notes and letter together in her hand, and then with a passionate gesture flung them into the fire. Gosse cursed him finely, of course, but there was nothing he could do. He was chained to the ground, but started up at their approach. She rang again with the same result. "The poor things!" The manager laughed.
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