The echo of those kindly words seemed still to ring in her ears. One only. "Dying, Sir Rowland. He became angry. Besides," she added, blushing yet more deeply, "it isn't a proper one to talk upon. To her satisfaction, the captain reddened a trifle. He paused at the bamboo curtain of her room, which was in semi-darkness. She was my first love. It was bare of any furnishings.
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