By a miracle, he averted its path, his hold on the girl’s mouth shifting fast to grasp her wrist. They were bickering, she could tell by the way the mother threw her fat arms into the air and paced restlessly about the tiny clapboard house. ” “I sent a telegram to say I was all right. " "My dear," observed Wood, "you should be more charitable—" "Charitable!" repeated his wife, "that's your constant cry. ’ ‘It’s immaterial, in any event,’ Roding put in. The cultivated indifference, which was part of the armour of his little world fell away from him. “I wish you and I had drunk that love potion,” he said.
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