Maggot. I want her to get forward, to set her among people who'll understand what to do with her. '—'They can't,' says I. Supposing that was it; at least, a solution to part of this amazing riddle? Supposing her father had made her assist him in the care of the derelicts solely to fill her with loathing and abhorrence for mankind? "Didn't you despise the men your father brought home—the beachcombers?" "No. For such of us as pretend to be wise—and we are but fools in a lesser degree—we know that humanity moves onward only by the impellant of fine dreams. What CAN she put before that?” His voice began to rise. ’ He regarded her thoughtfully. Wood started to his feet. “This life is killing me! Oh, it is dull, dull, dull!” Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her. Wood, in equal trepidation. . ‘Just around it, Hilary, that’s all. ” “It is for your good—your good only I am thinking,” he declared.
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