He begged their attention for the next turn. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy. ” “Young? I am twenty-four. She realized that with a pang of disgust and horror. It was a young girl who overheard me when I was on my third shopkeeper who answered my question. She wanted to cry out upon herself for the uttermost fool in existence. ’ At that, a flush drenched her cheeks and she snatched her hand away. But me, I am going to England. " "I hope such a thing never will happen again, my dear," observed Wood, mildly, "but, when it does, it will be time to consider what course we ought to pursue. “Can you give me any information as to this affair?” he asked. " He laughed and followed her into the hotel. I hoped for a family like the Becks and I waded through the system until I got them, so maybe life isn’t so damn hopeless after all. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then down along the valley for the white smoke of the train. She kept her face downcast.
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