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MacDonald, George, 1824-1905

"Salted with Fire"


Soon finding himself unable, however, try as hard as he might, to be sure
of anything, he became weary of the effort, and sank back into the old,
self-satisfied, blind sleep.


CHAPTER IX

Out of this quiescence, however, a pang from the past one morning suddenly
waked him, and almost without consciousness of a volition, he found himself
at the soutar's door. Maggie opened it with the baby in her arms, with whom
she had just been having a game. Her face was in a glow, her hair tossed
about, and her dark eyes flashing with excitement. To Blatherwick, without
any great natural interest in life, and in the net of a haunting trouble
which caused him no immediate apprehension, the young girl, of so little
account in the world, and so far below him as he thought, affected him as
beautiful; and, indeed, she was far more beautiful than he was able to
appreciate. It must be remembered too, that it was not long since he had
been refused by another; and at such a time a man is readier to fall in
love afresh.


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