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Sorry I’m a bit late the first evening. See paragraph 1. I have been stupid and foolish. " "I wish I could, Joan," returned the carpenter, sadly. His expression became pained. "In this pit," he added, pointing to the chasm below, "your brother is buried. Perhaps you will explain the state of panic into which I seem to have thrown you. In her case the barrier was not selfishness but the perception that her interest would be misinterpreted, naturally. He was silent. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. Jonathan mixed with the group, and, sure of his prey, abided his time. "You know my motive well enough," answered Jonathan.
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