" "You're agitating yourself unnecessarily, Joan," returned Wood, in a soothing voice. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror. “No, he grabbed my hand. "Perhaps. Something he saw there made him feel for a moment ashamed. ’ ‘Indeed, I’m beginning to think so,’ he said ruefully. And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. “I don’t see, Mollie,” he remarked, taking a cigar from the box on the table as his sister and daughter rose, “why you and Vee shouldn’t discuss this little affair —whatever it is—without bothering me. But she certainly remembered that when she was a little girl he sometimes wore tennis flannels, and also rode a bicycle very dexterously in through the gates to the front door. Practically. I thought that Hill was dead, but I was frightened, and I wanted to get away from Paris. I will not trust you.
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