Sheppard, with a laugh that cut the ears of those
who listened to it like a razor,—"Do not despair! And who or what shall give me
comfort when my son is gone? I have wept till my eyes are dry,—suffered till
my heart is broken,—prayed till the voice of prayer is dumb,—and all of no
avail. She read the policeman’s
rueful glance when she caught his refection in his
rearview mirror. Nothing is settled upon. I can’t imagine what
possessed you, Veronica. You could, if you were ambitious to round out your education,
memorize certain popular foreign phrases. . Mr. Like a petulant child he snapped. Wood, Sir," he added, with
much emotion, "is one of the best of men, and would be the happiest, were it not
that—" and he hesitated. ”
The lady in black satin appeared undecided.
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