How long he sat there, reeling off this
drivel, he never knew. "There!" she cried, laughing, "that'll teach you to lay hands upon me again. ”
She was silent for a time, with her nose on the pillow, and that brought her to:
“What’s the good of pretending?
“I love him,” she said aloud to the dim forms of her room, and repeated it, and
went on to imagine herself doing acts of tragically dog-like devotion to the
biologist, who, for the purposes of the drama, remained entirely unconscious of
and indifferent to her proceedings. "What the devil are you about! Will you allow
yourself to be beaten by a couple of kids?"
"Not if I can help it," returned Abraham, making a desperate effort to regain his
feet.
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