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An acute sense of living was in her veins, even the taste of her wine seemed magical. “But why,” he said in the gasping voice of one subduing an agony, and looked at her from under a pain-wrinkled brow, “why did you not tell me this before?” “I didn’t know—I thought I might be able to control myself. Upon this topic Capes was heavy and conscientious, but that seemed to her to be just exactly what he ought to be. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object.
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