" "You shall—you shall," answered Jack. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. Besides, I'm afraid her simple honesty will spoil any invented yarn.
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