"Take it," cried Wood, holding the infant towards her; "take it, and fly. ” “Of course you’re converted?” she said. She had no place she loved. ’ The core of hurt rose up, tearing at her insides. ‘I can argue with him very well indeed. ‘Oh, dearie me, you make me feel a traitor. She got up, put the neat cuffs she had made into her work-basket, and went to the bureau for the little cards in the morocco case.
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