She would come and sit cross-legged just beyond the bamboo curtain and silently watch him at work. She was so interested, and this was such a relief from the trudging anxiety of her search for work, that she went on for a whole week as if she was still living at home. Now lend me your own hand. You’ve got me. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. "These writer chaps are queer birds.
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