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That turned her mind to the more generalized aspects of her perplexities again. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. Why, then, did he touch it? As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of sweat under the cracked nether lip. I pray you, Gérard, do not fail me. “And to think that it’s not a full year ago since I was a black-hearted rebel school-girl, distressed, puzzled, perplexed, not understanding that this great force of love was bursting its way through me! All those nameless discontents—they were no more than love’s birth-pangs. ‘You were supposed to be nursing him,’ Martha grumbled, ‘and helping him convalesce. “It has been proved,” said Miss Miniver, and added, “by American professors. The danger or difficulty of an exploit never appalled him. Flinging her back against it, she put her hands out, barring his way. This way, Sir Rowland.
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