"Mr. Deep silences came between them. “Tell me,” she insisted, “why you look like that. Having worked thus for another quarter of an hour without being sensible of fatigue, though he was half stifled by the clouds of dust which his exertions raised, he had made a hole about three feet wide, and six high, and uncovered the iron bar. She removed it. “Come on. The place was pockmarked with window-like holes everywhere—people were always 138 falling into them and breaking bones--it was for these lookouts why she had chosen it. She crawled over and caught at the skirts of this white woman who understood. The effort of self-repression cost him a sob. She had to do her thinking at home—under inspection. Running to Gosse, she seized the portrait from his hand and lashed out, taking him off guard, so that he staggered back and fell against the card table. And so bitterly did the carpenter reproach himself with his neglect, that he resolved, at all risks, to go back in search of it. "But McClintock agrees to take you both—because he's as big a fool as I am. She seemed to grow more beautiful to him and not the opposite. E.
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