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Wood, however, made known his presence to the individual by laying his hand upon his shoulder. He was made welcome as McClintock's agent; but he politely declined all the proffered courtesies. As she talked she made weak little gestures with her hands, and she thrust her face forward from her bent shoulders; and she peered sometimes at Ann Veronica and sometimes at a photograph of the Axenstrasse, near Fluelen, that hung upon the wall. He did not look up, so he did not know that in her other hand she held a glass of wine. Miss Stanley had determined from the outset to have the warmest affection for her youngest niece and to be a second mother in her life—a second and a better one; but she had found much to battle with, and there was much in herself that Ann Veronica failed to understand. He had been baptized there. Sometimes the moon was totally eclipsed; at others, it shed a wan and ghastly glimmer over the masses rolling in the firmament. She could not say a word, much less move. A little table covered with a damask cloth was dragged out. He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain.
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