’ ‘That is what you think? Eh bien. Bullding,” she declared. The father, granite; the daughter, fire: Spurlock saw the one and heard the other, his amazement indescribable. She was powerless to move from her chair. Even then she had understood vaguely that she had touched upon some philosophy of life: that one was never lonely when alone, only in the midst of crowds. " So saying, he re-entered the house, closed the door, and, followed by the widow, proceeded to the fire-place, where a handful of chips, apparently just lighted, crackled within the rusty grate. For a time they walked in silence.
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