With his tongue lolling and his flea-bitten stump wagging apologetically, he glanced from face to face to see if there was any forgiveness visible. ’ Miss Froxfield regarded him in some interest. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. She hated the manor. She taught him all the lore she had; about bird-life and tree-life and the changing mysteries of the sea. “I can’t believe it. For a few moments, Thames regarded the little girl through the half-opened door in silence.
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