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🎮 “Thanks for the compliment,” she said. “Though I notice you wait till you’re going away before telling me.” Mr. Halliday, who had been supporting the weight of his body upon his right leg, transferred the burden to his left.!

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Mrs. Phillips was in bed when Joan went up to say good-bye. “You’ll come again soon?” she asked, and Joan promised. “You’ve made me so happy,” she whispered. The nurse was in the room. They gathered round the table. Mr. Baptiste was still pinned up in Mary’s bright shawl. It lent him a curious dignity. He might have been some ancient prophet stepped from the pages of the Talmud. Miss Ensor completed her supper with a cup of tea and some little cakes: “just to keep us all company,” as Mary had insisted.!
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“Yes, but when Phillips does speak, he speaks to the whole country,” retorted Joan. She had listened to him without interrupting, and even now she did not speak for a while.
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The blood had mounted to her face. She drew back into the shadow, beyond the tiny sphere of light made by the little lamp. “I am thinking about him and his work,” Joan answered. Her hand sought Hilda’s and held it. “There are things you don’t understand. Men and women can’t help each other in the way you think. They may try to, and mean no harm in the beginning, but the harm comes, and then not only the woman but the man also suffers, and his work is spoilt and his life ruined.” Joan offered to go in and sit with the invalid. But Mary feared the exertion of talking might be too much for him. “He gets so excited,” she explained. She slipped out noiselessly.
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