Her shoulders were gripped hard and a familiar voice spoke. Nothing that I desire to remember," replied Sheppard, sternly. A fire enveloped her, a fire which was strangely healing, filling her heart with warmth, blotting out the menace of the world. “It’s because I mean to send it back altogether,” she said. I've come all these miles for this young fellow; but I don't cotton to the idea of lallygagging four weeks in this burg. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. “The smallest will do for me quite well.
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