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The violence of the collision nearly threw him backwards, and caused him to swerve as he sprang. For a moment her heart seemed to stop beating. ” The stranger came over to them smiling. ’ Her breath tightened and she was obliged to control an inner ferocity. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. ” “And what are you doing here?” the lady asked. It was the grand nursery of vice. You can scribble if you want to, but after you've given your eight hours daily to the mills. ’ ‘Why not?’ Gerald asked straightly. Not alone with her, that’s sure. He dashed against the screen door before she could catch him and made the veranda. He disappeared into its thick doors like a magician’s rabbit. There was the stile on which Jonathan had sat, and he recollected distinctly the effect of his mocking glance— how it had hardened his heart against his mother's prayer. A paralyzing horror was upon her. Nothing, in short, portable or valuable was left.
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