The darkness prevented the carpenter from discerning the features or figure of the stranger; and the ceaseless din precluded the possibility of holding any communication by words with him. “But you must forgive me, John. ” He looked at her gravely. "I've done nothing to offend you," persisted Jack. "But, I half suspect, of your father. “Martin, I don’t know what to say. I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect.
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