"
The hint was not lost upon Wood. ‘Believe it or not, I do it for pleasure. On reflection, it occurred to him that he might, perhaps, be able to loosen the
iron fillet; a notion no sooner conceived than executed. She saw nothing of their love-making, and came home from her
boarding-school in a state of decently suppressed curiosity for Alice’s wedding. It took a long two minutes for
Michelle to die, and she struggled hard before she was put
down. I didn’t think—I
don’t know what I thought. She was saying good-bye to childhood and home, and her
making; she was going out into the great, multitudinous world; this time there
would be no returning. "
"When will you want me?"—with pitiful eagerness. But in its stead—toward
morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime,
appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the
poet and the novelist in him.
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