If he laid his own suspicions boldly before the girl, and in the end the boy came clean, he would always be haunted by the witless cruelty of the act. “Now you must go,” she said firmly. His salvation—if there was to be any—lay in her ignorance of life. He would have to sit down here in Canton and wait, perhaps for weeks. It moved a trifle, stepping back and lifting an arm to rub the sleeve against the glass. “Now step aside, I have some business to attend to. A paralyzing horror was upon her. Proper enough now, when he could not help himself, but the habit would be formed; and when he was strong again it would become the normal role, hers to give and his to receive. Courtlaw. But if God is kind to me, someday I may climb up to where you are. You must wait till supper's over. She felt herself falling, her bile rising in her 61 throat, the cold wind spinning around her like vertigo.
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