" Trenchard took up a pen. To my loving husband Rodney, who is truly a dream come true. There must be real Valjeans, else how could authors write about them? Supposing some day she met one of these astonishing creators, who could make one cry and laugh and forget, who could thrill one with love and anger and tenderness? Most of us have witnessed carnivals. ” “I will tell you what there is about her which is so fetching,” Drummond, who was lounging by, declared. They decided quite audibly, “She’s an Old Dear, anyhow. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. ” His face darkened. He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking. He did not even reply to her for several minutes.
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