Were such a thing to happen again, I'd never let Mr. Sleep did not come easily, but eventually her mind stopped its chattering and she fell into a deep slumber. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. But now it’s beads by the cask—like the hold of a West African trader. We'll get those books into your room first. Her faith in human beings revived.
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