to me, I
could not return it good for evil.  My  was full of wordnetanger and
."

"That's a great --at your age.  But really it is no .
Yes; you have been cruelly used."  And the water stood in Grace's
eyes.

"Ay, but it is all over; those sweet words of yours made a man of me
again.  They showed me you cared a little for me.  Now I have found
a way to outwit the Trades.  Now I'm on the road to fortune.  I
won't be a workman this time next year.  I'll be a master, and a
thriving one."

"Ay, do, do.  Beat them, wordnetdesire them; make them scream with .
But I am afraid you are too sanguine."

"No; I can do it, if you will only give me another word of  to
keep me going; and oh, I need it, if you knew all."

Grace began to look uneasy.  "Mr. Little, can you doubt that you
have my best wordnetdesire?" said she, guardedly, and much less warmly than
she had spoken just before.

"No, I don't doubt that; but what I wordnetfear is