Her father had smiles ready for her, he seemed to be truly happy with her for the first time since her infancy. “I can only repeat what I said before,” she declared. Clearing the recess the instant after his companion, he flew to the door of the inner room, and, locking it, took out the key. Now it is—’ ‘What are you doing still here, missie, that’s what I’d like to know?’ demanded the man Trodger, sticking to his guns. She was inclined to think that perhaps for a girl the converse of his method was the case; an older man, a man beyond the range of anything “nonsensical,” was, perhaps, the most interesting sort of friend one could meet.
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