There was a certain air of forced fortuity in his manner. ” She took the pocket-book and looked up at him with a little impulsive movement. Manning loomed up ever and again into her world, full of a futile solicitude, and almost always declaring she was splendid, splendid, and wishing he could talk things out with her. This was enough for the poor widow. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees.
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