‘Very well, arrest me. "There's an old proverb," continued Wood, rising and walking towards the fire, "which says,—'Put another man's child in your bosom, and he'll creep out at your elbow. His heart hammered in his chest. “It is nothing of any importance. Are you going to write a novel?” “Not I,” she answered gaily. ’ He gave the gaping Pottiswick a shove, passing him on to his junior, who was waiting patiently by the kitchen door. Sometimes these dreams are simple and tender; sometimes they are magnificent.
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