Her father and her husband, who had both been a little pale at their first encounter, were growing now just faintly flushed. It comforts him when he is most forlorn. You are not with the Kent militia, are you?’ ‘West Kent, yes. " "She has suffered enough for you," said Wood. The shouts drew nearer, and lights were seen flashing ruddily against the sides and gables of the neighbouring houses. ‘But we—mon mari and myself—we have the bonne chance.
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