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” “You are going to speak to me of things which happened before we met in London?” she asked quietly. ” “Too much character, and too little sentiment,” he answered. ’ A little sigh escaped her. She was nearly too giddy still to answer him. Wood, regarding her husband with a glance of vindictive triumph. And then scratched it out and wrote instead, “Gérard”. ‘We’ll cross that bridge if and when we come to it. Something has happened to change her marvellously, either that, or she wilfully deceived me and every one else in those days as to her real self. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of life.
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