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She could hardly remember his face except for his brown hair, thick lips, and narrow dark eyes. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. She started at the falling of a leaf, at the lumbering of a cow through the hedge. There is so little abandon, so little real joyousness. Happily they had no one else to wait for, and it heartened her mightily to think that she had ordered the promptest possible service of the dinner. Besides," added he, opening the shawl in which the infant was wrapped, and throwing the light of the candle full upon its sickly, but placid features, "it's sinful to repine while you've a child like this to comfort you. At the same time he comprehended that she was as pure and lovely as the white orchid of Borneo and that she did not carry that ridiculous shield called false modesty. ’ Then she came closer and put her hand on his chest so that it rested on the braid that decorated his scarlet coat. Regardless of the risk he incurred from some heavy stone dropping on his head or feet,—regardless also of the noise made by the falling rubbish, and of the imminent danger which he consequently ran of being interrupted by some of the jailers, should the sound reach their ears, he continued to pull down large masses of the wall, which he flung upon the floor of the cell. Wood laughed louder than ever.
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