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Lord
O
’
More
opened
his
eyes
widely
and
sat
up
.
He
did
look
at
the
Angel
’
s
face
intently
,
and
suddenly
found
it
so
good
that
it
was
difficult
to
follow
the
next
injunction
.
He
arose
instantly
.
“
I
beg
your
pardon
,
”
he
said
.
“
The
fact
is
,
I
am
leaving
Chicago
sorely
disappointed
.
It
makes
me
bitter
and
reckless
.
I
thought
you
one
more
of
those
queer
,
useless
people
who
have
thrust
themselves
on
me
constantly
,
and
I
was
careless
.
Forgive
me
,
and
tell
me
why
you
came
.
”
“
I
will
if
I
like
you
,
”
said
the
Angel
stoutly
,
“
and
if
I
don
’
t
,
I
won
’
t
!
”
“
But
I
began
all
wrong
,
and
now
I
don
’
t
know
how
to
make
you
like
me
,
”
said
his
lordship
,
with
sincere
penitence
in
his
tone
.
The
Angel
found
herself
yielding
to
his
voice
.
He
spoke
in
a
soft
,
mellow
,
smoothly
flowing
Irish
tone
,
and
although
his
speech
was
perfectly
correct
,
it
was
so
rounded
,
and
accented
,
and
the
sentences
so
turned
,
that
it
was
Freckles
over
again
.
Still
,
it
was
a
matter
of
the
very
greatest
importance
,
and
she
must
be
sure
;
so
she
looked
into
the
beautiful
woman
’
s
face
.
“
Are
you
his
wife
?
”
she
asked
.
“
Yes
,
”
said
the
woman
,
“
I
am
his
wife
.
”
“
Well
,
”
said
the
Angel
judicially
,
“
the
Bird
Woman
says
no
one
in
the
whole
world
knows
all
a
man
’
s
bignesses
and
all
his
littlenesses
as
his
wife
does
.
What
you
think
of
him
should
do
for
me
.
Do
you
like
him
?
”
The
question
was
so
earnestly
asked
that
it
met
with
equal
earnestness
.
The
dark
head
moved
caressingly
against
Lord
O
’
More
’
s
sleeve
.
“
Better
than
anyone
in
the
whole
world
,
”
said
Lady
O
’
More
promptly
.
