They can’t help seeing things in the way they do. ‘Go on, Gerald. You fooled me this morning; but I overheard two old maids talking about you and the young man. ‘What do you mean?’ Gerald grinned. “Why do you hate me again, my love?” He seemed to brighten, feeding upon the intensity of her emotion. The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. She was very satisfied about this. I wish nothing at all from them.
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