I am your husband, though as yet your hand has scarcely lain in mine. The manager twisted his moustache. I’ve told them all that was necessary, but I— wanted to ask your pardon—for having made myself a nuisance to you, and for breaking into your rooms—and to thank you—the doctor says you bound up my wound—or I should have bled to death. I saw him ride away with that other fellow. All that I regret are the wasted years, and I am not sure that I regret them. ’ Oh, do they? No kitchen service? No feeding of pigs? It was evident that this woman knew nothing of nuns, if a certain young lady’s artless reminiscences were anything to go by. I bear the marks of some of them about me still," he continued, taking off his wig, and laying bare a bald skull, covered with cicatrices and plates of silver. Having secured this,—for he was almost famished,—he said that he had lost a hammer and wished to purchase one.
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