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He stood up with his legs parted in an inverted “V”,
puffing up, trying to make himself look bigger. A common rage flushed their faces. "To be plain, then," said Winifred, "he has asked me whether I have any
objection to you as a mother. “I suppose you’re like the rest
of them. ‘Get out! Out, I say! Think I want another miserable cowardly good-for-nothing
wastrel on my hands? Begone! Out of my house!’
He drove them to the door, grimly satisfied when the girl’s nerve broke. “I think—we all think that she is
wonderful. Upon this grateful animal she
lavished that affection which was subtly repelled by its lawful object. Wood cut him short by stating his intention of crossing the river as soon as
possible in order to avoid the storm. Lucy knocked again. “Dear friend,” she said, “remember that you are speaking to one who has failed
in the only serious object which she has ever sought to accomplish. "Well, if you won't come, I shall help myself, and that's unsociable," pursued the
speaker, evidently, from the noise he made, suiting the action to the word. ” He leaned to kiss her
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and she returned his kiss, which she drew out, savored,
and tried to memorize. With a cry of distress, she
dropped the pistol and flew after him, racing past him to the door.
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