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CHAPTER IX. Go
to her and tell her. Lonesomeness isn't my
worry. Or he would find something—a wave in her
hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite
discovery. "There's his knock. “You’ve got to take the decent reasonable way. The change will come to-day. The violence of the collision nearly threw him backwards, and caused him
to swerve as he sprang. Through yet another doorway she observed an ancient silk brocade loom. The
devastations, however, were speedily made good, and, in two years more, it was
finished. He was really very proud of her,
and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her
absolute security without him.
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