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“I began to be afraid you might not come at all. But
how close? She glanced about at the shrouded furnishings for possible cover. Somehow her walk home
with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic
rejection, a slamming. Here your nephew will
speedily be thrown. Sheppard, passionately,—"he has
my boundless gratitude, and devotion. "
"Please!"
She dropped the curtains and the manuscripts, knelt and held out her arms. Everything was fresh and
bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered
mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the
wayside. Still—” Then, with incredible and obviously deliberate stupidity,
and a voice as flat as her own, he asked, “Who is the man?”
Her spirit raged within her at the dumbness, the paralysis that had fallen upon
her.
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