‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand. "I did not know … that it was … like that!" She stepped back; but as his hands fell she caught and held them tightly. By and by he ventured to peer into this window. Their expression was so amiable, that it would have redeemed a countenance a thousand times plainer than hers. “Rubbish!” he answered.
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