They were his friends, and they recognized his unusual earnestness. Sheppard stopped him. ” “Dear me,” Anna laughed, “how unfortunate! What ought I to do? Should I be forgiven, do you think, if I were to go and hold that skein of wool for the old lady in the yellow cap?” “Don’t speak of her irreverently,” Brendon said, in an awed whisper. It was obvious that he had waited for her. She loped forward on unnaturally long legs and arms that swung loosely. He carried her in his arms up the steps, like a bride on her honeymoon. Something or other—she did not catch what—he was damned if he could stand.
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