He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. She produced from the depths of her pride the ugly investigatory note of the modern district visitor. “I want my life to be beaten gold just in order to make it a fitting setting for yours. But he could only utter an inarticulate exclamation. “Anna of course would not accept any money from us,” she continued. She helped Jack to sit down, and dragged the jacket off him, lifting his shirt to expose the gash that had sliced across his side. “You have not feeling enough. Darrell, however, rose again instantly; and though mortally wounded, made a desperate effort to regain the boat.
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