‘That little kiss cost him his sanctuary, my girl, and don’t you forget it. “They’d better not,” said Hetty. He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life. . To the poor carpenter it seemed an endless distance. Her mother missed writing for a week, and then she wrote in an unusual key. So many distresses— so many joys coming at the same time are too much for me. Later on I could scarcely have forgiven you. I tried. Marriage!—and no woman by to tell the child what it was! The shocks and disillusions she would have to meet unsuspectingly—and bitterly. ’ She giggled suddenly.
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