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” He saw her into the train at Waterloo, and stood, a tall, grave figure, with hat upraised, as the carriage moved forward slowly and hid him. Everything. The well of tears in her eyes was dry. “But I am sorry,” she exclaimed. This was David Courtlaw, whose ways, too, had never been very different from the ways of other men as regards her sex. Doubts began to rise up all about her, plucking at her confidence.
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