’ ‘What are you about now, child?’ demanded Martha apprehensively. She read on and on, now thrilled by the swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love. Manning loomed up ever and again into her world, full of a futile solicitude, and almost always declaring she was splendid, splendid, and wishing he could talk things out with her. And now, my love," she added, with a relenting look, "I'm content to make up our quarrel. " "My negligence, Mr.
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