“My dear Miss Stanley, when I talked to you the other afternoon of work and politics and such-like things, my mind was all the time resenting it beyond measure. . ” She glanced shyly at the mirror above her dressing-table, and then about her at the furniture, as though it might penetrate to the thoughts that peeped in her mind. Pile it on! But if you can hear the voice of the mote, the speck, don't let her suffer for anything I've done. Another long interval elapsed. I knew it. Sir John, by instinct and training, was an unimaginative person. Even if she has to work two jobs to do it.
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