She twanged the catgut under her fingers. She had agonized over it for weeks. It's kind of comforting to have you there. There was a dreadful stifled groan, and she fell heavily upon the landing. ‘Is that why you allowed me in, ma’am?’ A dimple appeared in the faded cheek. She saw it, and checked without thinking. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read for the first time. It was explosive and gratifying. Why? While the front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?” His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some secret or forbidden or impossible lover. We came on here at once. She stepped into his arms. In all his life he had never realized a dream; but the thought had never before hurt him. “You are an impostor. "Hell's curses!" muttered Jonathan between his teeth; "that fool will ruin all. Mr.
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