“Mr. But I was sorry for poor Jack—as I am still, and hoped he would mend. He was asleep. " Darrell's attention was drawn to the latter part of this speech by a slight pressure on his foot. She approached a soft-looking bespectacled girl she had seen once in the halls and noticed for her haunted look. Something he saw there made him feel for a moment ashamed. If only she had thought to plunge the scissors into her own heart! Hoddy … to return and find her either gone or dead! But even as the Wastrel's arms gathered her, there came the sound of hurrying steps on the veranda. "See how glad he is!" His irony and displeasure subsided. "I give you all of my genius, and you say—'Get out!' I am some kind of a dog. And then you go—and half throttle me. " "Take it back yourself," retorted Jack, sullenly. But there have been times, Anna, when your work has startled me.
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