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Marie

CHAPTER I
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For the rest, there was one window opening on to the veranda, which, in that bright climate, admitted a shaded but sufficient light, especially as it always stood open; the ceiling was of unplastered reeds; a large bookcase stood in the corner containing many French works, most of them the property of Monsieur Leblanc, and in the centre of the room was the strong, rough table made of native yellow-wood, that once had served as a butcher's block.

I recollect also a coloured print of the great Napoleon commanding at some battle in which he was victorious, seated upon a white horse and waving a field-marshal's baton over piles of dead and wounded; and near the window, hanging to the reeds of the ceiling, the nest of a pair of red-tailed swallows, pretty creatures that, notwithstanding the mess they made, afforded to Marie and me endless amusement in the intervals of our work.
When, on that day, I shuffled shyly into this homely place, and, thinking myself alone there, fell to examining it, suddenly I was brought to a standstill by a curious choking sound which seemed to proceed from the shadows behind the bookcase.

Wondering as to its cause, I advanced cautiously to discover a pink-clad shape standing in the corner like a naughty child, with her head resting against the wall, and sobbing slowly.
"Marie Marais, why do you cry ?" I asked.
She turned, tossing back the locks of long, black hair which hung about her face, and answered: "Allan Quatermain, I cry because of the shame which has been put upon you and upon our house by that drunken Frenchman." "What of that ?" I asked.

"He only called me a pig, but I think I have shown him that even a pig has tusks." "Yes," she replied, "but it was not you he meant; it was all the English, whom he hates; and the worst of it is that my father is of his mind.

He, too, hates the English, and, oh! I am sure that trouble will come of his hatred, trouble and death to many." "Well, if so, we have nothing to do with it, have we ?" I replied with the cheerfulness of extreme youth.
"What makes you so sure ?" she said solemnly.


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