But, since I've seen the friend and companion of my childhood, Thames Darrell, I've no heart for it. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. It’s a pure joy of giving—giving to YOU. Wood, "and take your son with you. She staggered to the fireplace and thrust it into the heart of the dying flames. “I really do not believe,” he announced with satisfaction, “that any one would recognize me. You must have figured that out by now. And here he was, but a hundred yards away, this wastrel who trailed his genius through the mud.
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