,Chapter XI During the journey I thought over my errand with misgiving.
There he was, going into that small, uncomfortable room every night, that room whose proximities had been Lotty's only misgiving, and coming out of it in the morning, and Lotty coming out of it too, both of them as unclouded and as nice to each other as when they went in.
May be they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving.
They are great simply because they receive life without misgiving.
They are great simply because they receive life without misgiving.
May be they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving.
Maybe they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving.
May be they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving.
