The contact is disturbing; and we prefer going around the fact to facing it. He displayed none of the airy optimism of their previous talk over the downland gate. " "Faithful fellow!" murmured Jack. It was the first expression of the mother's blood. “There is no—Good God!” he exclaimed. For a moment she remained silent. While the carpenter irresolutely quitted the room, with a strong presentiment of ill upon his mind, a light quick step was heard descending the stairs, and before he could call out to prevent it, a man was admitted into the passage. Oh, I grew fond of you as the years went by. “Damned Rascal!” he said. From what she could tell, he truly had convinced himself that he was in love with her, but she knew that his ardor would fade eventually inasmuch as she knew John’s would. The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home.
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