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But she reckoned without the fellow Trodger. She wished she could steal his smiles and keep them in a
box, they had always been so precious. Maggot. "My mother,—my poor mother!" exclaimed Jack. She stood up before him, smiling faintly. "But to drag this innocent child into the muck! With her head full of
book nonsense—love stories and fairy stories! Have you any idea of the tragedy
she is bound to stumble upon some day? I don't care about you. He returned, sitting on the floor beside the
couch adoring her and stroking her bare arms. Too late, alas, to stop the disastrous marriage. The wall of the sky, the wall of the
horizon, the wall behind which each human being hid—the wall behind which
she herself was hiding! If only her mother had lived, her darling mother!
Presently the unhappy puzzlement left her face; and an inward glow began to
lighten it. "Oh, I've read that!"
Spurlock had heard distinctly enough all of this odd conversation; but until the
spinster's reference to the family album, no phrase had been sufficient in strength
of attraction to break the trend of his own unhappy thoughts. “You’re not a
man for me—not one of a sex, I mean.
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