” “Impudent beggars,” Sydney growled. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. I had no idea!” She sat down abruptly and threw her wrists limply upon the table. Her eyes were soft and blue, arched over by dark brows, and fringed by long silken lashes. One doesn’t realize that even the sort of civilization one has at Morningside Park is held together with difficulty. About noon, next day, he was able to move; and the gale having abated, he set out homewards with his little charge. I was his wife.
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