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"I'd forgotten. She saw how overworked he was. . “My darling!” he said, clasping her resolutely in his arms, “my dearest!” “Mr. Brendon was silent. She sat in a chair in the parlour and regarded the darkening sky through the small casement window. It was not the type of household where one could come and go at all hours, for this she was glad. He saw that his words were falling upon dull ears. Don’t be afraid to go on thinking it. Why should she? she asked rebelliously.
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