About noon, next day, he was able to move; and the gale having abated, he set out homewards with his little charge. ‘Jacques,’ she said, turning to the lad, and holding the habit out, ‘take this for me and leave it in the passage where we have left the lantern. You act your part capitally, but it won't do. Your life is like a funeral March. Teddy overtook her, a little out of breath, his innocent face flushed, his straw-colored hair disordered.
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