A boy like John’s dashing friend David Mitchell, someone who shares your love of academics. Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. ‘Have I not said so?’ ‘No, as it happens. I would like you to believe that the decision I have arrived at—to stay away—is wholly and entirely to save you pain. It seemed to her that her father was in some inexplicable way meaner-looking than she had supposed, and yet also, as unaccountably, appealing.
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