He breathed a little sigh of satisfaction. Lucy clutched the pencil in defeat. "It gladdens me to hear you talk thus, Joan," said Wood, in a voice of much emotion, while his eyes filled with tears, "and more than repays me for all I have done for you. “Why can’t you tell people that you are what you are? Why all the secrecy?” She looked beyond the farmhouse. Your career at the bar had given you a command of language, also a self-control not vouchsafed to us ordinary mortals. You simply can't get good oil down there, so I must husband the few drams I carry.
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