This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1892 edition. Excerpt: ...be a terrible task to find it!' cried Esther excitedly. 'I wonder if I could have put it in the pigeon-hole for copy, ' he said. 'Yes; what luck!' Esther laughed heartily. 'You seem tremendously surprised to find anything in its right place.' The moment of solemn parting had come, yet she found herself ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1892 edition. Excerpt: ...be a terrible task to find it!' cried Esther excitedly. 'I wonder if I could have put it in the pigeon-hole for copy, ' he said. 'Yes; what luck!' Esther laughed heartily. 'You seem tremendously surprised to find anything in its right place.' The moment of solemn parting had come, yet she found herself laughing on. Perhaps she was glad to find the farewell easier than she had foreseen. It had certainly been made easier by the theological passage of arms, which brought out all her latent antagonism to the prejudiced young pietist. Her hostility gave rather a scornful ring to the laugh, which ended with a suspicion of hysteria. 'What a lot of stuff you've written, ' he said. 'I shall never be able to get this into one number.' 'I didn't intend you should. It's to be used in instalments, if it's good enough. I did it all in advance, because I'm going away.' 'Going away!' he cried, arresting himself in the midst of an inhalation of smoke. 'Where V 'I don't know, ' she said wearily. He looked alarm and interrogation. 'I am going to leave the Goldsmiths, ' she said. 'I haven't decided exactly what to do next.' 'I hope you haven't quarrelled with them.' 'No, no; not at all. In fact, they don't even know I am going.. I only tell you in confidence. Please don't say anything to anybody. Good-bye. I may not come across you again. So this may be a last good-bye.' She extended her hand; he took it mechanically. 'I have no right to pry into your confidence, ' he said anxiously, 'but you make me very uneasy.' He did not let go her hand; the warm touch quickened his sympathy. He felt he could not part with her, and let her drift into Heaven knew what. 'Won't you tell me your trouble V he went on. 'I am sure it is some trouble. Perhaps I can help you. I shou
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