" "But not for me," growled Terence, in an under tone. It's big, thanks to you. Do you understand?” “I do not,” he answered. He had need of all the inexhaustible energy of his character to support him through his toilsome walk over the wet grass, or along the slippery ploughed land. He had promised her some books, for she had voiced her hunger for stories. She became aware of the modelling of his ear, of the muscles of his neck and the textures of the hair that came off his brow, the soft minute curve of eyelid that she could just see beyond his brow; she perceived all these familiar objects as though they were acutely beautiful things. His diminutive hand flew out from behind his back like a wounded bird. Fritz sang for her sometimes, for Fritz could sing even before he was able to form words.
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