She made no attempt to answer her sister’s question. Go away now, there’s a good lad. She’s so embarrassed about it that she only wears one-piece swimsuits when she tans outside. He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off. His own peculiar genius—a miracle key to the hidden things in men's souls—had given him this immediate and astonishing illumination. Presently her aunt sighed deeply and looked at the clock. She seemed to think he was merely the paymaster, handing over the means of her freedom. The lady grasped it more firmly and turned it upon Hilary.
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