"But I happen to be an honest man myself. She would become defensive—what she did would be the thing that mattered. She cried as he watched, frozen to the ground. He brightened as she took off her hood. She turned about, and was persecuted by visions, half memories, half dreams, of Ramage. It must have cut him. He sat back in an easy chair with a hand upon each of the elbows, and looked steadfastly into the fire. But if you wish to do old Wood a friendly turn, you may bring his wife. “What is the good of talking?” said her brother. She felt she must get him talking upon some impersonal theme at any cost.
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