” “Possibly—bit by bit. She washed her face with unwonted elaboration before she went to bed. To escape one phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. "I say," retorted Edgeworth Bess, with a very unfeminine imprecation, "I shan't stand any more of that nonsense. It was a shame that they had made such a fuss, she thought as he arrived. Sheppard in a troubled voice, "that if I lost my child, I should lose all I have left in the world. He laughed. " "Away with him!" cried Jonathan. “I’m sorry. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. The perception of him flooded her being.
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