What'll we call him—Rollo?"—ironically. . “It is like old times,” she said, “to hear these home truths. He nodded silently, too full for words. She stepped into his arms. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. “For instance?” She smiled. Had he not said so? Not that she wished him to marry her. "Hope to. " McClintock whistled. ” “Very romantic. Her hair once more was arranged with its old simplicity. He thanked God for this talent of his.
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