After an hour of waiting, she slammed her bedroom door and he returned to his basement. ” She paused for a moment. He stood still, almost breathless. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. ‘All so long ago and my memory ain’t what it was. He was just getting cross about your being late for dinner—you know his way—when it came. And now— I suppose I should be considered too old. " And running on in this way, he carefully concealed the tools. She tiptoed to the stand and gathered up the manuscripts which she carried to a chair by the window. He talked in the same style, and pretty nearly in the same language; laughed in the same manner, and coughed, or sneezed at the same time. “But I don’t see,” said Ann Veronica, “just how it fits the present situation.
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