"But I ain't, Bill. Cross my heart, I ain't," protested Anson. "Why should I be?",
"On a golden, Indian summer day like this," she finished and closed her eyes as his arms went about her.,
"I don't quite understand," said Captain Acton, gazing with friendly interest at the jolly, round, weather-dyed face of Sir William, whose looks certainly at this moment did not wear the jocund complexion they were used to carry..
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