’ The old man simply stared at her. Wood. And I’d do it again for you if needs be. She thought of her aunt and that purse that was dropped on the table, and of many troublesome and ill-requited kindnesses; she thought of the help of the Widgetts, of Teddy’s admiration; she thought, with a new-born charity, of her father, of Manning’s conscientious unselfishness, of Miss Miniver’s devotion. She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. Part 7 As they came back from that day’s climb—it was up the Mittaghorn—they had to cross a shining space of wet, steep rocks between two grass slopes that needed a little care. The Well Hole 336 XIII. She was suddenly grave. . Only he hated the words he uttered, hated the blunt honesty which forced them from his lips. Later, she understood his reasons; and it had now become habit.
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