” He made quite a long pause, and went on, with a sigh: “You have a voting paper given you—” They emerged into the publicity of the lawn. By and by he ventured to peer into this window. Already she had sent him twenty pounds, and never written to explain to him why it was she had not sent it back sharply directly he returned it. Far away there was the one woman for this boy of mine—some human being who would understand the dear fool better than all the rest of the world. Perhaps an hour passed before she laid aside the book. This is simply a chapter of coincidences.
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