\" She fibbed. He was a manly man, free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. Wood's advice and assistance, but the thought of the reception she was likely to meet with from his wife deterred her from executing this resolution. Grandmothers and grandfathers and uncles and aunts … to love and to coddle lonely little girls. Then she looked up the sweep of pine-trees to the towering sunlit cliffs and the high heaven above and then back to his face. Even the most sullen and withdrawn were sensitive to the penetrating nastiness of the fog. “I have loved you,” he was saying, “ever since you sat on that gate and talked. On the left there were doors communicating with the King's Bench Ward and the Stone Ward, two large holds on the Master Debtors' side.
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