Status Updates From Jacob's Room

Anyhow, this was Jacob Flanders, aged nineteen. It is no use trying sum people up. One must follow hints, not exactly what is said, nor yet entirely what is done--for instance, when the train drew into the station, Mr. Flanders burst open the door, and put the lady's dressing-case out for her, saying, or rather mumbling: 'Let me' very shyly; indeed, he was rather clumsy about it.

'How could I think of marriage!' she said to herself bitterly, as she fastened the gate with a piece of wire. [...] and pushing her work-box away, she drew the blotting-paper towards her, and read Mr. Floyd's letter again, and her breast went up and down when she came to the word 'love', but not so fast this time, for she saw Johnny chasing the geese, and knew that it was impossible for her to marry anyone-

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