"Fool!" he cried, "do you think I wouldn't have secured you before this if I hadn't some motive for my forbearance?" "And that motive is fear," replied Jack contemptuously. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue. Her safety lay in pretense—that what she saw was as a tale twice told. Even the abstract paintings on the wall were gray. You have been to me like a mother, not only a wetnurse. She then dried her eyes, and laying her child gently upon the floor, knelt down beside him. We shall have Mr.
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