"It's like enough, I dare say," rejoined Sheppard. " "Hold your tongue, hussy!" cried her husband gruffly. Michelle's home was one of the smaller palaces, made solidly of red brick with charming black shutters and window boxes full of drooping violets. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. I don’t classify. Lucy led Michelle to the skeleton of the newly emerging two-story. Sometimes the music would be tender and dreamy, like a native mother's crooning to her young; sometimes it would be so gay that the flesh tingled and the feet were urged to dance; again, it would be like the storms crashing, thunderous. " "You are offering your hand to me?" "Without reservations. " With no little effort—for the right words had a way of tumbling back out of reach—he marshalled his phrases, and as he uttered them, closed his eyes to lessen the possibility of a break.
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