A door, it may be remembered, opened from Wild's dwelling into this yard. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. Mr. " "Mother!" cried Jack, in a broken voice. ‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand. “Of course it is okay!” Cathy’s voice rose in volume and in pitch. " "Faix, then we'll do it in style," cried the fellow. Her softly intertwined fingers became rigid. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous. “We’re going to be sensible.
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