Frequently she would doze in her chair; but the slightest movement on the bed aroused her. CHAPTER VIII. Manning central in her mind. Stanley. A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. Which is why I wasn’t able to see him until today. “So it’s like you’re a dead end?” He asked innocently. Why? Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood.
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