Her lips came together with an expression between contentment and the faintest shadow of a smile, her manner was one of quiet reserve, and behind this mask she was wildly discontented and eager for freedom and life. "I was in the right, you see, father," observed Thames, smiling; "Jack has done his task. There’s no sense in morality, I suppose, unless you are fundamentally immoral. For the present the desire to fly was gone. The knots and broken pale that made the garden-fence scalable, and gave access to the fields behind, were still to be traced. All the money he earned—serving McClintock and the muse—could be laid away. Would you like to borrow some of my clothes? I think we're about the same size.
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