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And because he knew it was a burden, there was no gaiety upon the doctor's
face; neither was there speech on his tongue. He reached for her and
she stroked his head soothingly as his mother had done a
few times when he had suffered bad fevers. A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city at
night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret;
that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret; that every beating
heart in the hundreds of thousands of breasts there, is, in some of its imaginings,
a secret to the heart nearest it!' … It kind of terrifies me," said Ruth, looking up,
first at the face of her husband, then at McClintock's. She
gloried in it: he needed her. ”
He leaned back in his chair as though wearied. At breakfast both of them played their parts skillfully. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a
tongue over dry lips. ‘And me, I am a lady. "Ay, robbed him," reiterated Jonathan. If the young ladies were
dowerless, which seemed likely, their attire at least—so Lucilla assured him in a
whisper—was of the first stare. Then he looked towards his
granddaughter once more, who had flounced away to the window at her greataunt’s interruption.
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