She was unusually soft and gentle in her manner to him. Then she would be dead, and that was no use. Stir a foot, and I strike. That terrible Young Person! she’s vanished. So he made merry at the dinner table, told comic stories, and was astonished at the readiness with which she grasped the comic side of life. "Spare me!" he groaned, looking upwards. ‘But this is not to my blame, grandpére.
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