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He would always be her friend, too. “I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in civil warfare. A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. "This gentleman brings us tidings of an old friend, my dear," said the carpenter. “What made you think” he said, abruptly, with the gleam of avidity in his face, “that love makes people happy?” “I know it must. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. He is extremely old—forty at least—and he has a belly excessively fat. He even hugged her a few times, something he had never done. They were looking for a guide. " "To-morrow will be too late," said Sheppard, moodily. Sheppard, smiling through her tears. For a moment he did not recognize Annabel.
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