CHAPTER XXIII. Her tone should have warned him, but he was too much in earnest to regard it. She had even confided to him how lonely it was in the island. The boy was right. . I rarely set foot in London these days. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. "Mr. He was a just man, and he did not care to start any thunder which was not based upon fairness. ‘Is it worth it?’ he asked at last. She saw his purpose and his doubt hesitated also, and then went to him, took his coat lapels, and kissed him on the cheek. You are my Sir Galahad, so faithful and true that it is a wonder you exist. She had also discovered the names of Grimm and Andersen; but at that time she had not been able to visualize "the pale slender things with gossamer wings"—fairies.
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