Forgive me. 1. She held out her arms to him and smiled. Youth finds it pleasant sometimes to be melancholy. At a sign from Ah Cum, official custodian of the sightseers, the polechair coolies pressed toward the left and halted. For a few minutes he kept them at bay. She got up, put the neat cuffs she had made into her work-basket, and went to the bureau for the little cards in the morocco case. Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck. During the previous night he had been restless; and in the lonely dragging hours his thoughts had raced in an endless circle—action without progress. I’m sorry.
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