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I never had even a real doll," she added, as she snuggled the flea-bitten head to her heart. At last some anodyne formed itself from these exercises, and, with eyelashes wet with such feeble tears as only three-o’clock-in-the-morning pathos can distil, she fell asleep. Her mother…. ” “Quite. ’ Releasing her, he turned and walked swiftly towards the door. Some had the dignity and the aloofness of a rock in the sea; and others were as the polished pebbles on the sands—one saw the difference of pebble from pebble only by close scrutiny. Then he turned round and gazed thoughtfully at the particular spot in the fog where Courtlaw had disappeared. He was really very proud of her, and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her absolute security without him. I stubbornly insisted that we wait, and you woke up. He had never wanted daughters. The terror faded from her eyes. It had been intensified and corrupted by time, as if to add insult to injury. ’ ‘What heir?’ ‘Exactly. To a woman she might have confided; but to this man, kindly as he was, it was unthinkable.
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