“I was sick of the make-believe. Even so much allusion as this to that family shadow, she felt, was an immense recognition of her ripening years. ’ Then all at once remembrance made her smile. She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. This obstacle being removed, in his eagerness to proceed, he had forgotten to take his little charge with him. "What's the matter?" demanded Jonathan, harshly. Even that he was an interfering person, if he walked through that door this moment, she would fling herself at him and weep all over his chest. At length the task was done, and she jabbed the needle into a cushion, folded the coat, and rose. “I don’t think our engagement can go on,” she plunged, and felt exactly that loss of breath that comes with a dive into icy water.
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