Until that was done a certain experience of life assured him that a girl is a locked coldness against a man’s approach. This key," he added, taking it from the boy, "was purloined from me by your father, Jack. “Yes,” she answered, looking away. It ran in rivulets down her face, penetrating her hood and the thick quilting of her coat. “I suppose there’s no way of getting a decent income—independently. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. She was shifting, moving back. He seemed to be trying to understand something very perplexing and elusive. Her heart was beating with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for.
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