He found his youngest daughter intrusive in his thoughts all through the morning, and still more so in the afternoon. All her tender lures, inherent and acquired, had shattered themselves futilely against the reserve he had set between them. A traffic of copious barges slumbered over the face of the river-barges either altogether stagnant or dreaming along in the wake of fussy tugs; and above circled, urbanely voracious, the London seagulls. He says only that he must tie up all the loose ends. He would pull this young fellow back; but later he knew that he would have to fight the boy's lack of will to live. ‘Something in that, missie.
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