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“On the stage? Yes. Probably she mistook you; probably she thought you cared. ‘Might have forgiven him,’ he muttered under his breath, ‘if he hadn’t taken the babe. And, in spite of the boy's resistance, he plunged his hands into his pockets, and drew forth the miniature. She twisted to meet him and folded into his embrace. You bring me this grandfather, whom you know well I do not in the least wish to see, for I have told you so. For a moment her thoughts led her back to the evening when she and Courtlaw had stood together before the window of her studio in Paris, before the coming of Sir John had made so many changes in her life. Amidship there was also canvas, and like that over the wheel, drab and dirty.
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