" "When will you want me?"—with pitiful eagerness. Our mutual safety requires it. But let that verse tell my secret. She had prepared herself to meet violent protest, a recurrence of that burning glance. ” Her hands fell to her side. ” “And why shouldn’t you?” “I felt that sort of thing couldn’t go on. We men are like children. A home MAY be a sort of cage, but still—it’s a home.
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