” Lucy snickered. Perhaps her odd beauty—and that too was natural—stirred these thoughts into being. “I suppose,” said her father, “I have read at least half the novels that have been at all successful during the last twenty years. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. Gerald’s temper flared. He had been for months without music of the character he loved—and he dared not play any of it! McClintock, after the music began, left the piano and sat in a corner just beyond the circle of light cast by the lamp. He shook his head all the time. There was a time, long, long ago, when the tears would have rushed to my eyes unbidden at the bare mention of generosity like yours, Mr.
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