"Hell's curses!" muttered Jonathan between his teeth; "that fool will ruin all. Her state of mind would have seemed altogether discreditable to her grandmother. But I shan’t try to stop you. \" She whirled around by instinct, frightening the boy who she had borrowed the pencil from. Far away there was the one woman for this boy of mine—some human being who would understand the dear fool better than all the rest of the world. The man or woman who did something for nothing always excited his suspicions; they were playing some kind of a game. Neither of them believed me.
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