ToC The household of the worthy carpenter, it may be conceived, was thrown into the utmost confusion and distress by the unaccountable disappearance of the two boys. He might be unfortunate, but he would scarcely be a fool. And she was about as capable of intelligent argument as a runaway steam-roller. She was to fall back amongst the ruck, a young woman of talent, content perhaps to earn a scanty living by painting Christmas cards, or teaching at a kindergarten. “I’m damned if I’ll believe it,” he muttered to himself savagely. The boy doesn't know it, but I dug into his trunk for something to identify him and stumbled upon some manuscripts. She was at the end of girlhood and on the eve of a woman’s crowning experience. But, whether she likes it or not, I aim to be on hand to get her out of it. Gosse had hidden himself successfully then.
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