Have you not tired of sadness and pain?” 81 She thought she could hear tears in his voice but would not look at him. CHAPTER XVII. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. Yet before she turned once more to resume her flight she schooled herself with an effort to look where it had happened. Her state of mind would have seemed altogether discreditable to her grandmother. It was years before your time. I should say that having a doubt was enough to condemn it. ‘You said it. It's your eagerness that bothers me. ‘What do you mean?’ Gerald grinned. While he was thus standing, the flames of his house, which made the whole street as light as day, and ruddily illumined the faces of the mob below, betrayed him to them, and he was speedily driven from his position by a shower of stones and other missiles.
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