Cumner's Son and Other South Sea Folk — Volume 04 by Gilbert Parker
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paused and said aloud: "Is there any one here?" Something clicked far
within the cave. It sounded like a rifle. Then stealthy steps were heard, and a voice said: "Ah, mademoiselle!" "You are Carbourd?" "As you see, mademoiselle." "You escaped safely then from the rifle-shot? Where is the soldier?" "He fell into the river. He was drowned." "You are telling me truth?" "Yes, he stumbled in and sank--on my soul!" "You did not try to save him?" "He lied and got me six months in irons once; he called down on my back one hundred and fifty lashes, a year ago; he had me kept on bread and water, and degraded to the fourth class, where I could never hear from my wife and children--never write to them. I lost one eye in the quarries because he made me stand too near a lighted fuse--" "Poor man, poor man!" she said. "You found the food I left here?" "Yes, God bless you! And my wife and children will bless you too, if I see France again." |
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