It was his heart. "That's for Mrs. “Before this there was a sort of restraint—a make-believe. All the money he earned—serving McClintock and the muse—could be laid away. “Of course he may merely have been telling her who we were, but I think it improbable. I want to make you feel that here is a place where the crowd does not clamor nor ill-winds blow. This laughter released something that had been striving for expression—her own natural buoyancy.
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