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The Loom of Destiny "See, dearest, I shall kiss away every salt tear, and we shall be happy!"

"Home, m'm?" said Davis for the fourth time.

"Yes," said the girl absent-mindedly.

Teddie stood in the gathering dusk, listening to the sound of the wheels dying away in the distance. He drew a deep breath. With that breath he took into his childish nostrils all the blended, heavy odours of Perkins Place. Never before did the awful hideouness [sic] of it all so seem to hem him in, and crush him down to some darker under-world. 198