" There was a roaring in her ears like that of angry waters. He looked at Hilary and nodded. I would speak with you. I suppose I believe in God. I don’t mean I’m not a good woman—I mean that I’m not a GOOD woman. “The thing I feel most disposed to say, Miss Stanley,” he began at last, “is that this is very sudden. ” He whispered with reverence.
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