One more passer-by; and always would she remember his patience and tenderness and disinterestedness. Wood, meantime, had not remained idle. She spoke with a certain odd deliberation carefully chosen words which fell like drops of ice upon the man who sat listening. “I am convinced you haven’t thought this out,” he went on. I don’t want to tear at you with hot, rough hands.
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