The waterman sheltered his mouth with his hand while he spoke, or his voice would have been carried away by the violence of the blast. Hers were less noble, yet stately. I would not think so of you, Marthe. But I mustn't think of these things, or I shall grow mad. “I remember when you walked me home. All the same, I don’t admit it.
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