. I did not care—no woman really cares—to play the beggar maid to your King Cophetua. Shall we sit outside and drink a petit verre of something to give us an appetite while dinner is being prepared?” “Certainly not,” she answered. The transverse spars before mentioned were as slippery as ice; and the hollows between them were filled ankle-deep with water. CHAPTER XXXII. " Her son complied, and sat down upon the patch-work coverlet beside her. Detention was merry for the other detainees.
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