Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true. There was so much to see, so much to do, that he became what he had once been normally, a lovable boy. She immediately took the pillows from under the head of the man who had two names, released the collar and tie, and arranged the arms alongside the body. ’ ‘Success?’ Her eyes narrowed. ’ He stopped suddenly, dismay creeping into his face. Some shadow of reserve seemed to have crept up between them. I have suffered him to be brought up decently—honestly; because I would make his fall the greater, and deepen the wound I meant to inflict upon his mother. There never is much left for me. CHAPTER I.
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