, like to forget all about it—even their names. Beyond was another door, on which was painted in black letters: MR. I have tried not to tell you—tried to be simply your friend. Carefully sustaining the child which, even in that terrible extremity, he had not the heart to abandon, he fell upon his knees, and, guiding himself with his right hand, crept slowly on. It was as if she had grown right past her father into something older and of infinitely wider outlook, as if he had always been unsuspectedly a flattened figure, and now she had discovered him from the other side. He's safe enough now.
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