The brow of Sarby grew black, and in his turn he rose to his feet.,
"Well, major," said Mrs. Dallas, after the first greetings were over, "what did that wicked man say to you yesterday?",
"I intend to," I answered haughtily, uncertain as to whether I had better give in and be agreeable, or stay prepared to cry in case there was further argument. But suddenly a strange diffidence came into his eyes, and he looked away from me as he said in queer hesitating words—.
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