’ Footsteps sounded just outside, and Captain Roding walked in. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory. Below the window he saw two coolies carrying a coffin, which presently they callously dumped into a yawning pit. The infusion Martin’s and her talents had inspired many students to work much harder than they ever had previously as the season came to a head. " "For mercy's sake go up stairs," implored Sheppard. The marriage cannot—shall not be delayed.
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