His fatigue was tacitly understood within the family; it was a phenomenon which everyone acknowledged as related to the trades. “I am very glad to hear you say it,” he repeated, and refrained from further inquiry. He found himself thinking up all the psychology which he had ever read. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. ‘Laisse-moi!’ Impatience swamped him. Sorrow lay in the back of his mind as he withdrew, but he put it aside. Let me keep him.
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