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And instead of accepting the situation gratefully, he felt vaguely hurt! One evening in September a proa rasped in upon the beach. The five men students were a mixed company. ‘She won’t confide in you? Now, why?’ ‘Because that scoundrel Leonardo drummed it into her head that no man was to be trusted,’ Gerald announced viciously. His brute strength surged through her veins, she could feel his energy in her heart, his life force stolen like candy from a baby. You'll never be guided by me—never!" "Indeed, my love, you're entirely mistaken," returned the carpenter, endeavouring to deprecate his wife's rising resentment by the softest looks, and the meekest deportment. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother.
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