" "Shall I tell you a real story?" "Something you have seen?" "Yes. “I know nothing whatever of his friends or his home. Only now it does not matter at all because Joan has come and has seen me. Yet in some hidden corner was a vein of sentiment, of which for the first time in his later life he was now unexpectedly aware. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four. The trip took a full day. Wood, in a whisper, as he filled a rummer to the brim, not to forget the health of the Chevalier de Saint George—a proposition to which the lady immediately responded by drinking the toast aloud. Clarice rubbed her belly, singing songs to the unborn baby. And for twelve years he has been so; until his long security, well-nigh obliterating remembrance of the deed, has bred almost a sense of innocence within his breast.
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