The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if they were drawn in ink. He pulled on her shoulder, bringing her mouth to his in a kiss. Wood's dwelling,—a plain, substantial, commodious farm-house. ” An awkward moment of silence followed. His food lay untouched about his plate. “Look here, father,” she said, with a change in her voice, “suppose I won’t stand it?” He regarded her as though this was a new idea. “If they matter to you, they matter.
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