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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. The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold. “We have a private room at St. He needed to laugh, but only she laughed as he chuckled weakly. "Rather cramped, eh?" "Rather so, Sir," replied the other, altering his position. "I don't know what his idea was.
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