"Ah!" cried Wild, laying down his pen and looking up with a smile of satisfaction. It throbs cruelly. She had come to the end of her resources. “Pretend,” he said, “that all I have said hasn’t been said. She let out a wail. Presently he caught her puzzled glance, and recollected himself, turning on the charm again. My late husband, I mean. He forgot for the moment his own self-pity, the egotism of his own passionate love. ’ A laugh escaped her. Fritz sang for her sometimes, for Fritz could sing even before he was able to form words. He had brought the shrubs down from Syria, and, strangely enough, they had prospered.
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