" "I'll have no explanations whatever," replied the carpenter, disdainfully, "except before a magistrate. The major will not call. Of the vast mass of these impressions Ann Veronica could make nothing at the time; there they were—Fact! She stored them away in a mind naturally retentive, as a squirrel stores away nuts, for further digestion. I’m so glad you’re not angry. " As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. “Splendid you are looking to-day, Miss Stanley,” he said. ‘There you have soldiers. I suppose this is the sort of damned rubbish—” “Oh! Ssh, Peter!” cried Miss Stanley.
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