‘And I do understand. ’ She gestured at his hand, on which Roding’s makeshift bandage had been replaced by a more efficient one. “Oh. I can’t even carry a tune with a bucket. Tum, tum, tirray, tum, tum, tum, te-tum—that thing of Mendelssohn’s! If making one human being absolutely happy is any satisfaction to you—” He held out his hands, and she also stood up. " Ruth had read from page to page in "The Child's Garden of Verse," generally unfamiliar to the admirers of Stevenson. Not that there had ever been any hope of that.
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