He carried her in his arms up the steps, like a bride on her honeymoon. ’ ‘Pray don’t,’ begged Mrs Sindlesham, one eye on the general’s embattled features. I did not lay any traps for her. She tried for her usual confident tone, but only succeeded in sounding gruff, even to her own ears. She ran to the lamp and extinguished it. She stared at him. She was struck by a change in his appearance.
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