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He sent a speculative glance at the immobile yellow face. I have counted you, and always hoped to count you, the best of my friends. He had absorbed her in a single glance, and was now defining her as he worked. "I haven't worn anything else in weeks. She found herself trying on the baubles he brought home, placing the silver rings upon her slim fingers, knowing that he would take up her hand and kiss it. “I shall be very glad to have you for a friend,” he said, “loving friend. “What a hypocrite you are. It would hurt no one. What Miss Miniver would have called the Higher Truth supervenes. Wood went on fuming, and the trio went on laughing for some minutes, nobody knew why or wherefore, until the party was increased by Mr. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off.
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