His voice propelled her to cry even harder, so hard that she began to laugh behind her tears. " "I was sure you wouldn't injure me, Captain," remarked Quilt, in a wheedling tone, while he felt about for his sword; "you're far too brave to strike a fallen man. “My sister is sure to be out. ’ He scratched his chin as if he thought about it, but covertly kept a careful study of what he could see of her face. She was glad to join in the stream of hurrying homeward workers that was now welling out of a thousand places of employment, and to imitate their driven, preoccupied haste. He did not know—and probably never would unless she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into slatternly ways in this latitude. Fritz sang for her sometimes, for Fritz could sing even before he was able to form words.
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