It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. ” She said through a closed mouth. ” She hesitated. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. ” “No? But it is very simple. "Bless your soul! d'ye think I'm to be gammoned by such nonsense. ” He sprang to action. What was the wench at? Yet he could not maintain this stand off forever. I thought it better not to send him away till I'd mentioned the circumstance to you. Something happened down there, and probably I'll never know what. Well, I don't blame you on that ground. “You will have some tea?” she asked. She got up, put the neat cuffs she had made into her work-basket, and went to the bureau for the little cards in the morocco case. “But, forgive me, you are tired. And you’d better have her fetch in some food for the missie, an’ all.
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