’ ‘Do you care to test that theory?’ Gerald suggested easily. She was leaning over him and he smelled her like he had never smelled anyone before. He sent me home. “Oh, I am lonely,” she moaned. "Where is it?" "Are you the mother of this child?" inquired the person who had first spoken, addressing Mrs. “Not at all. “Election be hanged!” he exclaimed. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. Quilt, who was an ardent lover of mischief, could not help laughing most heartily at the rueful appearance of these personages. And God had let him do it! He was—and now he perfectly understood that he was—treading the queerest labyrinth a man had ever entered. I want to be a human being; I want to learn about things and know about things, and not to be protected as something too precious for life, cooped up in one narrow little corner. He even thought he could detect the voice of Jonathan, urging and directing them. Drawing the pay of life and then not living. .
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