" "Oh!" exclaimed the widow, covering her face with her hands. ” She replied. Some shadow of reserve seemed to have crept up between them. She could have dined alone in her room; but courage had demanded that she face the ordeal and have done with it. "Jack has been keeping bad company. "How long will he be laid up?" "Three or four weeks, if he doesn't peg out during the night. He wondered why she thought love made people happy, and began to talk of the smilax and pinks that adorned the table. " "Are they good?" "He can write; but he hasn't found anything real to write about. Afterward she wanted to get her letter to her father back in order to read it over again, and, if it tallied with her general impression of it, re-write it. Every moment. “He fell over at my feet,” she continued. ” Her hand hung over the side of her chair nearest to him.
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