She patted John's head with her palm, its surface appealingly fuzzy. For nearly thirty years he had lived here in contented loneliness; then youth had to come and fill him with discontent. Her name, he said, was as pretty as its wearer. Nevertheless she withdrew her hand. Wood—" "That's false!" cried a voice behind him. "However, I'll refresh your memory.
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