Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. She thought of the smiles she would gather when she brought forth his first grandson. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. She could hear the bell tinkle as the horse shook its head. Quite soon, after we were married—it was just within a year—I formed a friendship with the wife of a friend, a woman eight years older than myself. "I mean to have no one but yourself in it. But this time she wanted nothing for herself: she wanted something for Hoddy—success.
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