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winked his one eye rapidly.
This idiotmademoiselle he said gruffly [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], this maniac - he would
not remain in Calaiswith proper care. He must come on here. And rapidly.
Could he have taken the wheel from me we should have been here an hour
ago. But for once I have an advantage.
The car jolted to the little houseand Jean helped Henri out. Such a
strange Henrismiling and joyousand walking at a crawleven with
Jean's support. He protested violently against being put to bedand when
he found himself led into Sara Lee's small room he openly rebelled.
Never [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!
he said stubbornlyhalting in the doorway. "This is
mademoiselle's boudoir. Her drawing-room as well. I am going to the mill
house and -"
He staggered.
So Sara Lee's room had a different occupant for a timea thin and fine-
worn young Belgianwho yielded to Sara Lee when Jean gave up in
despairand who proceededmost unmanfullyto faint as soon as he was
between the blankets.
If Sara Lee hoped to nurse Henri she was doomed to disappointment.
Jean it was who took over the care of the boya Jean who now ate
prodigiouslyand whistled occasionallyand slept at night robed in his
blanket on the floor beside Henri's bedlest that rebellious invalid get up
ayilai：[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]
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