‘Good, good—and not before time,’ muttered Roding, glancing round again. “She doesn’t know. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat. Diedermeyer, sweetheart? He just went in. In all his life he had never realized a dream; but the thought had never before hurt him.
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