’ Martha got up with a swish of her black habit. She evolved a dim image of herself cooped up in a house under the benevolent shadow of Mr. " "But, my love," still remonstrated Wood, "you know I'm going to look after the boys——" "After Mrs. Help! help!" But her cries were unheeded. “I am afraid,” she answered, “that one’s friends can judge only of the externals, and the things which matter, the things inside are realized only by oneself— stop.
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