” She was frightened—his anger always did frighten her—and in her resolve to conceal her fright she carried a queen-like dignity to what she felt even at the time was a preposterous pitch. The fire still burned brightly. I love you. He was evidently nervous, and very anxious to be impressive; his projecting eyes sought to dominate.
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