As she came in this morning she saw that the lamp was still burning in the study; so she stopped at the door. Either you have had to love people or hate them—which is a sort of love, too, in its way—to get anything out of them. For her it was sufficient to know that somebody wanted her, that never again would she be alone, that always this boy with the dreams would be depending upon her. Whenever they stepped from the chairs, he stepped down. In a little while he and she were talking quite easily and agreeably. Women! He is always chanting the praise of some discovery; sometimes it will be a native, often a white woman out of the stews.
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