She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. ’ ‘Compel me? You do not know me, monsieur. "Ay, ay," rejoined Sheppard; "he may do what he pleases,—hang me, if he thinks proper,—if you wish it. I spent my fair share of time in the closet. This done, he let himself carefully down by it, and having only a few feet to drop, alighted in safety.
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