"How old are you?" demanded Miss Prudence. ” “Of course,” he said, reaching out his hand tentatively for his hat, “I could go away even now. ‘I wish you joy of the wench. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. He was inclined to be a good-natured person, and he had no nervous fears of receiving a snub. ” He said. ” He uttered thoughtfully. ” “Except,” said Constance, surveying her work with her head on one side, “to keep the matches from the litter. “I am happy. She must learn wisdom—as God pleases. ‘Assuredly it is locked up.
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