The curtain tinkled as her head brushed it, but he neither saw nor heard. A moment more and he would have been crushed beneath the ponderous board, when a slight but strong arm arrested its descent. " "I wish I could, Joan," returned the carpenter, sadly. It is the only way. . “My dear Miss Stanley, when I talked to you the other afternoon of work and politics and such-like things, my mind was all the time resenting it beyond measure.
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