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CHAP. XXII.
I had escaped, continued the corporal, all that time from falling in love, and had gone on to the end of the chapter, had it not been predestined otherwise—there is no resisting our fate.
It was on a Sunday, in the afternoon, as I told your honour———
The old man and his wife had walked out———
Every thing was still and hush as midnight about the house———
There was not so much as a duck or a duckling about the yard———
———When
