Then, her body still tense with the atoms of anger, she sat down upon the edge of the bed and rocked from side to side. I didn’t dream, not even in my wildest dreaming, that—you might have any need of me. Influenced, probably, by what he had heard from Mr. ‘Yes, a very sad story,’ agreed the major. Even the love of a mother does not sway him. His demeanour then was sober enough to lend colour to that belief. He gurgled as if trying to communicate. The cultivated indifference, which was part of the armour of his little world fell away from him.
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