"Wretch!" she cried, "you shall not force me to your hateful purpose. Boys,
at the time of which we write, were attired like men of their own day, or certain
charity-children of ours; and the stripling in question was dressed in black plush
breeches, and a gray drugget waistcoat, with immoderately long pockets, both of
which were evidently the cast-off clothes of some one considerably his senior. He had looked at it before without comprehension. "
"Well, you'll have lots of time down there. “John, don’t!” she cried. Five hours later she tiptoed down the hall and paused at the threshold of what
they now called his study. But—it’s one of the things I’ve
just been thinking over. This laughter released something that had been striving for expression—her own
natural buoyancy. ’
She eyed him, all her uncertainty surfacing.
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