At last he took up his thoughts again: “I wonder if, some day, one
won’t need to rebel against customs and laws? If this discord will have gone?
Some day, perhaps—who knows?—the old won’t coddle and hamper the young,
and the young won’t need to fly in the faces of the old. He will wish to have his fears
laid to rest. "With all my heart!" replied Wood. It was painful to
want him so much. "
"Perhaps, I wasn't," returned Thames, gloomily, as the remembrance of Jonathan
Wild's foul insinuation crossed him. . Ennison looked down on him in disgust. It began in the eyes and spread to the lips:
warm, embracing, even fatherly. “A number of beautiful things are not intense. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the
fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her
fingers were trembling in his.
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