Wood was once a favourite of yours. Her lips came together with an expression between contentment and the faintest shadow of a smile, her manner was one of quiet reserve, and behind this mask she was wildly discontented and eager for freedom and life. "My head fairly turns round. He was afraid if he stayed that he would make a fool of himself. Once again, he passed his hand over the surface and carefully noted all the obstacles. I want her to get forward, to set her among people who'll understand what to do with her.
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