Later, she understood his reasons; and it had now become habit. "Well, I'm sure Winifred could never have loved you as well as I do," said Mrs. She would rend him limb from limb like a fiend if only she could move. ” He answered as they hauled huge remainders of stumps and ragged rocks to the grave to make it difficult to trespass upon. But after all, what did it matter whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. Too intent on her search, and convinced besides that she was quite alone, she had been an easy prey. She thought of how tired she was, how exhausted, how hungry. He walked her home. She began to miss him when he was gone during the day and cherish the quiet times he spent only with her. The figure of the girl upon it in plain black dress, standing with her hands behind her, was an undeniable and astonishing likeness of herself. "Mr.
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