If only he had known it, sympathy was almost entirely with him. “It’s funny, the way a good house feels. All four people moved a little nervously into the drawing-room, maintaining a sort of fluttered amiability of sound and movement. ’ ‘Ain’t you in a rage?’ asked the captain. " "Hold!" interposed Winifred, gravely. "And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son. A single false step might have precipitated him into the street; or, if he had trodden upon an unsound part of the roof, he must have fallen through it. Your mother, for instance, couldn’t.
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