Wood. She would have been amazed if John was even aware of any one of the incidents. ” “She’ll meet somebody one of these days—walking about like that. “Is that not rather a profitless speculation, my friend?” He seemed deaf to her interruption. Pausing with the intention of turning back, he glanced in the direction of the village church, the tower of which could just be seen through the trees. Something about the girl had suggested an idea. It frightened her to behold her heart and mind thus laid bare; but the chapter following would reassure her. No matter what they do, always someone to bolster them up, to lend them money, and to coddle them. She was to fall back amongst the ruck, a young woman of talent, content perhaps to earn a scanty living by painting Christmas cards, or teaching at a kindergarten.
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