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I've got to know why. ” 174 < 21 > THANKSGIVING She padded softly up the old stairs, exhausted and elated. "That I can't say. He had heard everything. Running his hand hastily over it, he was startled to find it one complicated mass of bolts and bars. Wood, with a look meant to reduce her supposed rival to the dust. Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. "I am glad you think that," she replied. This happened after he ate. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. Every human being is a new thing, exists to do new things. “You go home and think of all this,” he said, “and talk about it to-morrow. ” “But there is something more.
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