I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. ” “What!” he asked; “not a kiss?” She affected not to hear. "A little suffering will do him good. Wood, meantime, had not remained idle. “So your father brought you here to live in the States?” John asked. Indeed, a note of weeping broke her voice for a moment as she burst out, “You know as well as I do that money was a loan!” “Loan!” “You yourself called it a loan!” “Euphuism. ‘Bon. No instrument I've ever used has done me such good service. " "I will—I will," replied Wood hastily. The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her. “You too sing?” he asked.
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