“I wonder what he takes me for?” When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict, a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face. “I have the right to be here. His anger gave way to grim humour and he thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane. You make me angry, and I lie. But it is no longer necessary. No matter how many books one read, each was different, as each human being was different. “I don’t want to take up your time. Sheppard. I too, Anna, have watched and read of your success with—I must confess it—some misgiving.
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