As a net result she had come to think of all married people much as one thinks of insects that have lost their wings, and of her sisters as new hatched creatures who had scarcely for a moment had wings. Home!— which I never hoped to see again. Where the devil have you hidden all those weapons? Don’t tell me you’ve got ’em with you. Well, I told aunt. The girl, with a little moan, crossed the room and threw open the window. My father was Colonel Pellissier.
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