I think you will find that his story will be believed, whatever I say; and in any case, if he is going to stay on here, I shall have to go away. We’ve deserted the posts in which we found ourselves, cut our duties, exposed ourselves to risks that may destroy any sort of social usefulness in us. “Damned Rascal!” he said. The rain smelled of the Tyrrhenian Sea, which lay only a few paces beyond the manor's white sea-soaked walls. “See you to-night, I suppose?” He sauntered off.
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