He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. Both had dropped the rather elaborate politeness of the dining-room, and in their faces an impartial observer would have discovered little lines of obstinate wilfulness in common; a certain hardness—sharp, indeed, in the father and softly rounded in the daughter—but hardness nevertheless, that made every compromise a bargain and every charity a discount. Of course a little daughter is a delightful thing enough. It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume. She was correct, and when I went directly to the street she had named, there you were, walking into the Butcher Shop.
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