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” “It seems so—so unworthy”—she picked among her phrases “of the noble love you give—” She stopped, through the difficulty she found in expressing herself. Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. Wood's boat, impelled alike by oar and tide, shot past the mark at which it aimed; and before it could be again brought about, the struggle had terminated. She found herself talking to Capes in an undertone of rational admission. “It was only yesterday I had your letter, and you never mentioned coming over. ’ ‘Tchah! Better a doubtful welcome here than a confounded French convent. The house became joyous again with the talk of babies and wedding festivities. It might have been the moon, or the phosphorescence of the broken water, or it might have been his abysmal loneliness; but suddenly he caught her face in his hands and kissed her on the mouth. How she needed him! Next moment, she had wrenched open the door, and was confronting her guard. ‘But you are idiot.
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