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‘Don’t fob me off, boy. "
"Ah. Never since I was a
girl have I seen your father so moved. It was still
too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last
page—fifty-six. She took Mr. In one of these seats, at the end of the aisle
farthest removed from the chancel, the widow took her place, and addressed
herself fervently to her devotions. His suspicions at first fell upon you. ”
“But don’t you see how I must stand to you? Don’t you see how it bars us
from being lovers—You can’t—at first. Sometimes I
tremble, Anna, to think how near I came to passing through life without a single
glimpse, a moment’s revelation of this greatest and most awful of mysteries, the
mystery of primaeval nature. Part 4
But presently, as she sat on the one antimacassared red silk chair and surveyed
her hold-all and bag in that tidy, rather vacant, and dehumanized apartment, with
its empty wardrobe and desert toilet-table and pictureless walls and stereotyped
furnishings, a sudden blankness came upon her as though she didn’t matter, and
had been thrust away into this impersonal corner, she and her gear. “I brought a man with me who is posted outside,” he remarked.
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