‘But what is it that amuses you, Jacques?’ Kimble’s grin spread wider. They are long gone. Arrived in the plantation she sat down with her back against a tree trunk. He was reaching wearily for some kind of buffer to his harrying conscience. "I have hurt you because I would not trust you. I want to be a human being; I want to learn about things and know about things, and not to be protected as something too precious for life, cooped up in one narrow little corner. Good-bye, aunt. “Your father,” he said, “remarked that all’s well that ends well, and that he was disposed to let bygones be bygones.
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