. He was always tenderly courteous; he answered her ordinary questions readily and her extraordinary ones patiently; he always rose when she entered or left the room. The Tigress went prowling for nut, too. If she had any idea at all, it was something she dimly recalled from her books: something celestially beautiful, with a happy ending. She has already forgotten it. He continued alternately to be tossed in the air, or rolled in the kennel until he was borne out of sight. We aren’t afraid; we don’t bother. Wood rushed instantly to meet them. Only I wish—I wish to-day I was a thousand times, ten thousand times more beautiful. If you knew your aunt were alive, if she expected you, that would be different.
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