” “I don’t want to,” said Manning. ’ ‘Aye, miss,’ Kimble agreed, taking the garments, ‘but where will I find you?’ ‘I do not know. She set her fingers in the hair and tugged, drawing him to a sitting posture and stooping so that her eyes would be on the level with his when he awoke. Give up your lonely hours of work here. She knew now that he never would. He came in with his hands in his trousers pockets and a general air of depression in his bearing. Paintings sold off the walls. I have no right to love you.
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