” So they talked on whilst supper was served, falling easily into the spirit of the place, and yet both of them conscious of some new thing underlying the gaiety of their tongues and manner. " "It's mine, I'll be sworn," rejoined Wood. ” The corners of her lips rose along with her eyebrows. A brief feeling of empathy with Pottiswick passed through him.
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