The next minute Waller Froy had ceased to think, and thought no more till he opened his eyes upon the light of another bright autumn morning.
“Father said he would sleep upon it. What will he say to me when we meet?” And then another question flashed through his brain: “France isn’t so very far away; I wonder whether Godfrey Boyne and I will ever meet again?”
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