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Every man in her life had betrayed her one way or another. "No more, please! I am bewildered enough. " "On no account," rejoined Wood peremptorily. For Manning it would be a more temperate love altogether. Her father read a draft prospectus warily, and her aunt dropped fragments of her projects for managing while the cook had a holiday. Above she found the two Chinamen squatted at the side of the door. “What’s going on with you?” John asked inquisitively, looking down at her abdomen. Everything was fresh and bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the wayside. “You didn’t expect that I should kiss you?” “How was I to know that a man would—would think it was possible—when there was nothing—no love?” “How did I know there wasn’t love?” That silenced her for a moment.

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