“Why did you do it?” her aunt urged. " "My dear," observed Wood, "you should be more charitable—" "Charitable!" repeated his wife, "that's your constant cry. Instead her point disengaged, dropped, and then the sword came up again and banged, flatbladed, onto Gosse’s wrist with such force that his own blade dropped from his grasp. Her father and her husband, who had both been a little pale at their first encounter, were growing now just faintly flushed. Martha said to me that it must come to the bibliothéque. "Red apples and snow!" she sent back at him, her face suddenly transfixed by some inner glory. “See you to-night, I suppose?” He sauntered off.
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