You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www. He looked no longer at his wife. “Thank you—for coming,” he said. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. ” “Poor you!” said Ann Veronica. He refused his food,—and even when better provisions were offered him, rejected them. His gaze drawn, Gerald watched him dip to pick up a crushed square of white linen and a starched object that resembled a helmet. I want to be a human being; I want to learn about things and know about things, and not to be protected as something too precious for life, cooped up in one narrow little corner.
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