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"I thought you'd have got rid of your ill-humour by this time. I'd like to shake you until your bones rattled; but the bones of a Roundhead wouldn't rattle to any purpose. She was a woman now to the tips of her fingers; she had said good-bye to her girlhood in the old garden four years and a quarter ago. She was trying to adjust the wimple, dragging at it and fighting with her loosened hair. ‘If you imagine you’re going to use one ungentlemanly act to manipulate me, you very much mistake the matter. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. Besides, by the time they were off his hands, old McClintock would be dropping in to have his liver renovated. Let her see what she could make here. Our quarrel's quite over. She crooked her finger. I understand nothing of what you say. As soon as dinner was over she went into the kitchen and devoted herself to compiling a tray—not a tray merely of halfcooled dinner things, but a specially prepared “nice” tray, suitable for tempting any one. ” “You could never be that,” he answered, “but you are at least more serious than usual. And experience was slow in coming. And mind you don't arouse his suspicions.
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