It had rained during the night, and the patch-work pavement was greasy with mud. "But, I should think, after the specimen you've just given of your amiable disposition, no person would be likely to saddle himself with such an incumbrance. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. “Why can’t you tell people that you are what you are? Why all the secrecy?” She looked beyond the farmhouse.
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