She was suddenly grave. Mr. She saw his purpose and his doubt hesitated also, and then went to him, took his coat lapels, and kissed him on the cheek. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it. She silently willed him to stop his pacing, to calm down. “Dear John,” she whispered. She was weeping now. Pottiswick had mentioned muttering.
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