She did not speak to John in the week of school left after the Prom. There was something markedly and deliberately liberal-minded in his manner in all their encounters. He obeyed, letting the garment fall to the floor. "It is not too late to repair the wrong I have done my nephew," cried Trenchard. Things were thrown here and there, to be taken up, or again cast aside, as the whim arose; while the broken-backed chairs and crazy table bore the marks of many a conflict. "I did not know … that it was … like that!" She stepped back; but as his hands fell she caught and held them tightly.
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