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About noon, next day, he was able to move; and the gale having abated, he set out homewards with his little charge. Whatever he wrote he was: he became this or that character, he suffered or prospered equally. Nevertheless there came a residuum of expostulations. ‘Let her go. This done, he let himself carefully down by it, and having only a few feet to drop, alighted in safety. The dress came to her only too manifestly unwashed from its former wearer; even the under-linen they gave her seemed unclean. Your fingers are even now as stiff as a schoolgirl’s. ‘Will you let be?’ Instead she grasped his hand tighter. Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck. "You heard me say it! It was inevitable. ” “The truth,” she murmured, with her eyes fixed upon him.
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