’ ‘Yes, that’s what I’m talking about,’ Gerald said. Wood laughed louder than ever. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared. A cat came and rubbed herself against him as he entered the house, and seemed by her mewing to ask him for food. I shall find him yet. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true. It was the first expression of the mother's blood. You're an angel of goodness.
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