She saw herself building up a life upon that —a life restrained, kindly, beautiful, a little pathetic and altogether dignified; a life of great disciplines and suppressions and extensive reserves. “I will not rob you of your coffee, most dutiful of sisters!” she exclaimed. Sir John felt hot and furious. But it looked as if the boy was not going to be of much use. His heart beat wildly and he was afraid lest the strain be too much; but the girl shook her head and smiled and pointed to the top of the mountain. I—I am a lovesick idiot, and not accountable for my actions. It was Jack, wasn’t it?’ ‘Aye, s-sir. No, not one little bit. It was the sing-song girl idea, magnified many diameters. . That I should be challenged by you of all people.
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