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If the American had expected to surprise or delight his companion by / this curt announcement he was woefully disappointed, for De Catinat / approached him with a face which was full of sympathy and trouble, and / laid his hand caressingly upon his shoulder.
"My dear friend," said he, "I have been selfish and thoughtless. I have / made too much of my own little troubles and too little of what you have / gone through for me. That fall from your horse has shaken you more than / you think. Lie down upon this straw, and see if a little sleep may / not -- "