He hasn't found himself, as they say. I should as soon think of trusting a woman. He was disquieted. " She sent a covert glance toward the young man. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. For a time her efforts to achieve a comprehensive concentration were dispersed by the passage of the village street of Caddington, the passing of a goggled car-load of motorists, and the struggles of a stable lad mounted on one recalcitrant horse and leading another. Briefly explained, she was as the child who discards the rag baby for the living one.
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