She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. He propped himself up on one arm, kissing her passionately. ‘You said—who?’ ‘Remenham. If you owe your confinement to me, you shall owe your liberation to me, also. At last—I told a story. The settlements which he has spoken of, too, are most munificent.
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