She floundered deep. Then, mysteriously, he no longer smelled or tasted it. Mind you don't stir till supper's over. Go to her, I say, and take her in your arms, you poor benighted Ironsides! I can't make you see. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all. After all, it came to him suddenly as a harsh discovery that she might be in a sense regarded as grownup.
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