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Its Walls Were As Of Jasper

           Yes,IgrudgedEdwardthearmour-man,andwhenhesaidIcouldhavethefellowontheotherside,IhungbackandsaidI’dthinkaboutit.

           Thisfellowhadnoarmournorweapons,butworeaplainjerkinwithaleatherpouch—amerecivilian—andwithonehandhepointedtoawoundinhisthigh.Ididn’tcareabouthim,andwhenHaroldeagerlyputinhisclaimIgavewayandlethimhavetheman.ThecauseofHarold’sanxietyonlycameoutlater.Itwasthewoundhecoveted,itseemed.Hewantedtohaveabig,sorewoundofhisveryown,andgoaboutandshowittopeople,andexcitetheirenvyorwintheirrespect.Charlottewasonlytoopleasedtotakethechild-angelseatedatthelady’sfeet,grapplingwithamusicalinstrumentmuchtoobigforher.Charlottewantedwingsbadly,and,nexttothose,aguitarorabanjo.Theangel,besides,woreanambernecklace,whichtookherfancyimmensely.

           Thisleftthepictureallotted,withtheexceptionoftwoorthreemoreangels,whopeepedorperchedbehindthemainfigureswithacertainsubdueddrolleryintheirfaces,asifthethinghadgoneonlongenough,anditwasnowtimetoupsetsomethingorkickuparowofsomesort.Weknewthesegoodfolktobesaintsandangels,becausewehadbeentoldtheywere;otherwiseweshouldneverhaveguessedit.Angels,asweknewtheminourSundaybooks,werevapid,colourless,uninterestingcharacters,withstraightup-and-downsortoffigures,whitenightgowns,whitewings,andthesamestraightyellowhairpartedinthemiddle.Theywereserious,evenmelancholy;andwehadnodesiretohaveanytrafficwiththem.

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