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How soon will he be back?"
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Thou need'st not stir; he will return quickly."
"So be it, then. I will try to wait. But stop!--YOU sent him of an
errand?--you! Verily this is a lie--he would not go. He would pull thy
old beard, an' thou didst offer him such an insolence. Thou hast lied,
friend; thou hast surely lied! He would not go for thee, nor for any
man."
"For any MAN--no; haply not. But I am not a man."
"WHAT! Now o' God's name what art thou, then?"
"It is a secret--mark thou reveal it not. I am an archangel!"
There was a tremendous ejaculation from Miles Hendon--not altogether
unprofane--followed by--
"
This doth well and truly account for his complaisance! Right well I
knew he would budge nor hand nor foot in the menial service of any
mortal; but, lord, even a king must obey when an archangel gives the word
o' command! Let me--'sh! What noise was that?"
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