Afterward, one afternoon, he hovered about her, and came and sat beside her and talked of beauty and the riddle of beauty for some time. ‘Now then,’ said the captain sternly, ‘I’m not going to ask you what you’re doing here. Books! Aren't they wonderful?" The blind alley of life stretching out before her, with its secret doorways and hidden menaces; and she was unconcerned. E. Her eyebrows were lifted in expostulation. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. In each pause she could sense his growing trepidation. Brute! Fool! To have come to her on such an errand. The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket, burst into tears, and withdrew.
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