" "Sit down, my dear, sit down," interposed Mrs. E. She had in her suitcase a small scrapbook, only a few pages, what little information she had gathered on him through the years. A crumpled-up newspaper thrown from the gallery hit her upon the cheek. Mirrors. Not that he deliberately courted danger; it was rather the searcher, seeking analysis, the why and wherefore of this or that invading emotion. I loathe this room. “I should like to understand you,” he said. But what I want to get at is this. I told you no good would come of it. “I wonder if I’ve been properly brought up. You can’t look me in the eyes and say you don’t care for me. "You shall hear," returned Jonathan.
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