“I was sent for to go to the Hospital St. " "Oh! let me die," groaned the widow. ‘Parbleu,’ said Gerald. Mountains out of molehills and armies out of windmills; and you'll tire yourself in one direction and shatter yourself in the other. " "Well, it's mighty fine of you to break your journey in this fashion—for someone you don't know, a passer-by. “I do not suppose he will be home till late.
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