He pulled rein at the sight of her, saluted, and regarded her with his rather too protuberant eyes. For her pride’s sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an unappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her biology during those closing weeks. Wood—and after him came his daughter. The following morning found him in the doctor's waiting room, a black cigar turning unlighted in his teeth. “Will he die?” she asked. Already she missed all of her fine things, her linens and leather bound books. Perhaps she had found this new thing in life, the thing wonderful. He brought another small loaf, and a can with which he replenished the pitcher, recommending Jack to be careful, as he would get nothing further till morning.
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