Snake and Sword - A Novel by Percival Christopher Wren
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day "the Cads" had tried to steal their boat from them when they were
sailing it on the pond at Revelmead. There had been five of them, two big and three medium. Dam had closed the eye of one of them, cut the lip of another, and knocked one of the smaller three weeping into the dust. They had soon cleared off and flung stones until Dam had started running for them and then they had fled altogether. Think of the time when she set fire to the curtains. Why, he feared no bull, no dog, no tramp in England. A coward! Piffle. And yet he had screamed and kicked and cried--yes _cried_--as he had shouted that it was under his foot and moving out. Rum! _Very_ rum! On the day that Dam left Monksmead for school Lucille wept till she could weep no more. Life for the next few years was one of intermittent streaks of delirious joy and gloomy grief, vacation time when he was at Monksmead and term time when he was at school. All the rest of the world weighed as a grain of dust against her hero, Dam. CHAPTER VI. THE SNAKE'S "MYRMIDON". |
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