Their laughter, together with the agonized yowling of the dog, drew a circle of wondering natives; and at length McClintock himself came over to see what the racket was about. ’ ‘Ain’t you in a rage?’ asked the captain. The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone. I spent agonizing weeks wandering Mantua in search of you, finally arriving at the idea of asking someone who you were. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true. Briefly explained, she was as the child who discards the rag baby for the living one. “What can one say?” she exclaimed. Just now the waterchestnuts…. Then her head disappeared suddenly in her hands, and her shoulders shook violently. ’ A gleam of rare humour slid into Charvill’s chest.
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