His voice propelled her to cry even harder, so hard that she began to laugh behind her tears. ’ Her lips parted, but she did not speak. “He fell over at my feet,” she continued. She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance. It does not matter to him either way. There are boats on the lake and shady depths and wildernesses of pine-wood.
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