She thought of him as
always courteous and helpful, as realizing, indeed, his ideal of protection and
service, as chivalrously leaving her free to live her own life, rejoicing with an
infinite generosity in every detail of her irresponsive being. She found she was trembling at his nearness and full of a thrilling dread that
he might touch her. "Ay, what's the matter, boy!" reiterated Jackson sternly. Let me recommend a glass of wine. I take the life out of
men. “You, too,” he said abruptly. When Sheila was in a bad mood, she berated her new
foster daughter for streaks on the windows, dust on the
figurines, for crooked bed sheet corners, and floors that
had not been waxed properly. "
"Well, that's a hopeful sign. She returned home through a world that was as roseate as
it had been gray overnight. Anything. The woollen-draper was no
despicable trencherman in a general way; but his feats with the knife and fork
were child's sport compared with those of Mr.
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