While you talked I was only making our plans. ” “I understand,” he said, doggedly. Kneebone—she was too well acquainted; having, more than once, been obliged to repel his advances; and, though his impertinence would have given her little concern at another season, it now added considerably to her distraction. He ignored her protests in order to pursue some impressive line of his own. The day is already half over. It seemed intolerable that she should go home and admit herself beaten. He was mad. Mother and Son. .
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