She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. "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. ” “But you thought you could forget him. The Old Mint III. He allowed his voice to drip with sympathy. ’ He laughed. He could not promise that she would ever appear again in that house. . Besides ——” She stopped short. " "That's better. “Yeah,” Shari nodded enthusiastically. “Further than that, I am amazed that you should dare to allude to those few moments, to that single moment of folly.
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