"If I had my old tools with me, we'd soon master this obstacle," he muttered. "Put it under my pillow," he said. I would not think so of you, Marthe. ” “Yes, but you forget; how am I to live?” “Easily. Loneliness. I couldn’t rest or eat or sleep. In each pause she could sense his growing trepidation. " "God forbid!" exclaimed Wood, fervently; and, as if afraid of prolonging the interview, he added, with some precipitation, "But I must be going: I've stayed here too long already.
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