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‘I don’t want to hurt you any more. It was partly to pay a grudge he had against father. The well of tears in her eyes was dry. His gaze remained steady on the old dame’s face, as he thought about it. She was struck by a change in his appearance. The coolies proceeded at a swinging, mincing trot, which gave to the suspended seat a dancing action similar to that of a suddenly agitated hangingspring of a birdcage. There was a strip of old rose brocade in the making that set an ache in the girl's heart for the want of it. Leonardo he was my—’ ‘Don’t say it,’ Gerald cut in hoarsely. The major’s hand stilled.
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