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"And yet," he said, "I don't think of you as I fancy a man would think
of his mother, or even of his sister. It is rather extraordinary. It has
become clear to me that you have obtained a unique place in my
thought--in my regard. Well, good-night."
She looked up at him, without, however, quite meeting his eyes.
"Oh! Do you think you must go?"
"Well--yes. I have said everything that I came to say. Did you want me
to stay particularly?"
"Not if you feel that you shouldn't. You've been very good to give me a
whole evening, as it is."
"I'll tell you one more thing before I go."
He took another turn up and down the room, and halted frowning in front
of her.
"I am thinking of making an experiment in practical social work next
year. What would be your opinion of a free night-school for working
boys?"
Sharlee, greatly surprised by the question, said that the field was a
splendid one.
He went on at once: "Technical training, of course, would be the nominal
basis of it. I could throw in, also, boxing and physical culture. Buck
Klinker would be delighted to help there.
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