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Erema

CHAPTER XXIV
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And I do assure you, Miss Erema, my bitterest thought was of your coming, though unknown whether male or female, but both most inconvenient then, with things in such a state of things.

You have much to answer for, miss, about it; but how was you to help it, though?
"The tool-shed door was too narrow to let the hurdle and the body in, and finding some large sea-kale pots standing out of use against the door, the two men (who were tired with the weight and fright, I dare say) set down their burden upon these, under a row of hollyhocks, at the end of the row of bee-hives.

And here they wiped their foreheads with some rags they had for handkerchiefs, or one of them with his own sleeve, I should say, and, gaining their breath, they began to talk with the boldness of the sunrise over them.

But Mr.Rural Polishman, as he was called in those parts, was walking up and down on guard, and despising of their foolish words.
"My master, the Captain, your father, miss, came out of a window and down the cross-walk, while I was at the green door peeping, for I thought that I might be wanted, if only to take orders what was to be done inside.

The constable stiffly touched his hat, and marched to the head of the hurdle, and said, "'Do you know this gentleman ?' "Your father took no more notice of him than if he had been a stiff hollyhock, which he might have resembled if he had been good-looking.
The Captain thought highly of discipline always, and no kinder gentleman could there be to those who gave his dues to him.


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