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Kneebone assured her that he did say so; and, as a further proof of his sincerity, squeezed her hand very warmly under the table. It was not the arrival of the guests, but merely the maid moving about in the hall. . Wily little devil she is. He felt like a boy again, the taste for adventures was keen upon his palate, the whole undiscovered world of rhythmical things, of love and poetry and passion seemed again to him a real and actual place, and he himself an adventurer upon the threshold. I can't bear it. The looming face was 71 over her own once again, and arms as strong as iron bars held her down. Hers was beauty on a large scale no doubt; but it was beauty, nevertheless: and the carpenter thought her eyes as bright, her complexion as blooming, and her figure (if a little more buxom) quite as captivating as when he led her to the altar some twenty years ago.
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