“You go home,” he said, at parting; “you go home. But, as soon as he perceived who it was, he roused himself, and glared fiercely at the intruder from under his bent brows. "Bring him out, Quilt. Nobody ever called me John, that I recollect. Not even, it seemed, this interfering monsieur le major. She felt she must get him talking upon some impersonal theme at any cost.
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