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’ ‘I’m that sorry, miss,’ Kimble said glumly. E. 135 < 17 > OWNER OF A LONELY HEART School wrapped for the season: days grew longer. Never since I was a girl have I seen your father so moved. “I shall leave the flat to you and go to a hotel. Dese ere not schouts, as you faind, but jonkers on a vrolyk; and if dey'd chanshed to keel de vrow Sheppard's pet lamb, dey'd have done her a servish, by shaving it from dat unpleasant complaint, de hempen fever, with which its laatter days are threatened, and of which its poor vader died. “Of course, I remember now. She realized more and more the quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of such a self-abandonment. What gave the puzzling twist to an ordinary situation was her manner: she was guileless.
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