CHAPTER XIX. When she came to, she was lying with her head in Martha’s lap, and a livid bruise was forming at the point of a raging headache. But her heart kept on sinking. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended.
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