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I——”
She threw herself into an easy chair. “We are only in the dawn of the Age of
Friendship,” he said, “when interest, I suppose, will take the place of passions. All this while he was arranging the medicines on the stand and jotting down his
instructions on a chart sheet. For a space he rode the whirligig. It's all
very well to read him a lesson, and teach him obedience; but you've gone far
enough for that. Perhaps some
one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek
with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. He was
caressing an idea. A world of haystacks, bean-stacks, and strawricks flanked the granges adjoining his habitation; the yard was crowded with
poultry, pigeons were feeding at his feet, cattle were being driven towards the
stall, horses led to the stable, a large mastiff was rattling his chain, and stalking
majestically in front of his kennel, while a number of farming-men were passing
and repassing about their various occupations. She was
breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort
had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly. ‘How dull it must have been for
you, poor little one. "
"Arm yourself with that ruffian's weapons," replied Jack, "and let us search for
her.
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