At length the task was done, and she jabbed the needle into a cushion, folded the coat, and rose. John’s father brought down a violin from a high closet shelf. His glance came up again and met hers. . She tried not to pant, not to reveal herself, and she began to shake. Men do not understand constancy as women do. “I’ll go,” she vowed to the night, “or I’ll die!” She made plans and estimated means and resources. She was suddenly grave. Now do you see his motive?" "I see nothing but your danger," replied his mother, tenderly.
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