He had become an extremely handsome man, his hair having darkened and his shoulders having realized their full size. There was a lapse of time, an interval of blackness; then he found his hand in hers and she was leading him at a run up the side of the mountain. She came in while he was still in the throes, conviction battling with commonsense, his own apprehension. "Let it pass. ” “It was a mistake,” she faltered.
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