But this time she wanted nothing for herself: she wanted something for Hoddy—success. Let us stay the night here. Not if I read her aright. Do you know, I envy you. You know very well that you took from my easel David Courtlaw’s study of me, and sent it to Cariolus. Accounts were now always where he could put his hand on them.
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