Poor little one. It is no good. Why in heaven’s name didn’t I think of that before?’ ‘What are you talking of?’ ‘Never mind that now. He sat up in his chair again, the colour came back to his cheeks. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar.
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