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Title: The Argosy
Year: 1865 (1860s)
Authors: Wood, Henry, Mrs., 1814-1887 Wood, Charles W. (Charles William), b. 1850?
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Publisher: London (etc.) R. Bentley (etc.)
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
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er. Neither are you, in myopinion. Nevertheless, perhaps that is only an additional reasonwhy you should leave to-day. Another night in that dungeon Be at ease, I interrupted. I have spent my last night in thedungeon. And if ever I become a judge upon the bench, I shallthink twice before passing sentence of solitary confinement uponanyone. So it was settled. I was to say farewell to Palma, and go my way. Letters from Majorca. 381 And we must be up and doing, cried the doctor. There isany amount of packing to be got through; bills, no doubt, to bepaid ; good-byes to be wished. The grass must not grow under ourfeet to-day. Good-byes, indeed, I returned. That is always the worst ofit. And first and foremost, I must go up to II Tereno, to wishMrs. Bateman good-bye. Mr. Bateman is at the Albufera, and Iregret that I shall not see him. It is rare indeed to meet withsuch kindness as they have bestowed upon me ever since I firstcame to the island. There is Don Nee:ro, too, who would certainly
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A Nook in the Garden of II Tereno. send down a warrant of arrest it I embarked without taking anaffectionate leave of his majesty. We went out without further loss of time : went round by thecathedral and down the long flight of steps leading to the Bourne.I felt tame and dispirited, depressed and melancholy. This was sosudden a turn in the tide of ones affairs. The doctor rallied me. Whats the matter ? cried he. What have you done with allyour life and spirit ? You, who are always ahead of everyone, nowflag behind. This wont do ! But just then we came in sight of Enrico and his karrawakky,jumped in, and were whirled away up to II Tereno. Mrs. Batemanwas naturally surprised, both at the early visit and the approachingdeparture. It is all that wretched dungeon, she said. I knew what it 382 Letters from Majorca, would do for you, and warned you of the consequences. To sleepthere night after night, perfectly alone, in the unhealthiest part of thetown, was madness. No one could stand it v

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