碟中谍1qvod“That is more than I can say for myself,” returned Harold, with a sigh, as he passed his hand across his forehead; “I feel as if this last push through the woods in the hot sun, and the weight of that terrible slave-stick had been almost too much for me.”Julia thought for awhile. Then she got up to go.“My God!” said I roughly, “don’t talk about that!” and I thrust her a little back from me.chapter vii An Old Greek Idyll碟中谍1qvod
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