Ships That Pass in the Night by Beatrice Harraden
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He shook his head.
"No," he said; "I have been a paltry fellow. I have been lying here, and elsewhere too, eating my heart away with bitterness, until you came. Since then I have sometimes forgotten to feel bitter. A little kindness does away with a great deal of bitterness." He turned wearily on his side. "I think I could sleep, Little Brick," he said, almost in a whisper. "I want to dream about your sermon. And I'm not to worry, am I?" "No," she answered, as she stepped noiselessly across the room; "you are not to worry." CHAPTER X. THE DISAGREEABLE MAN IS SEEN IN A NEW LIGHT. ONE specially fine morning a knock came at Bernardine's door. She opened it, and found Robert Allitsen standing there, trying to recover his breath. "I am going to Loschwitz, a village about twelve miles off," he said. "And I have ordered a sledge. Do you care to come too?" "If I may pay my share," she said. |
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