No umbrella either, the sky was delightfully overcast. He took into his soul some of the father's misery, some of the daughter's, to mingle with his own. But the girl stood outside the circle of Ah Cum's knowledge—rather profound—of human impulses. Loving was self-forgetfulness, pure delighting in another human being. Show him no quarter, Poll. If, when he returned, he blew out the light, she would go to bed; but if the light burned on for any length of time, she would go silently to the study curtain to learn if his agony was still upon him. He had meant to come at his business in a roundabout way, but for that little slip. "Here I am, Captain," cried a voice from without. "Quilt!—Mendez!—Where are you?" vociferated Wild, sounding his whistle for the third time. “Okay.
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