Martin Conisby
Page 46"Oh, Martino," said she in my ear, "Oh, fool Englishman, could you but love as you do fight--"
But groaning, I turned my face to the trampled sand and knew no more.
"Oh, Martino," said she in my ear, "Oh, fool Englishman, could you but love as you do fight--"
But groaning, I turned my face to the trampled sand and knew no more.