Flattened flowers aren’t for the likes of us. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she threw at him, her brief attack of sobs already ended, although the trace of tears on her cheeks bore witness to its sincerity. I did not choose to mention my knowledge of this fact to your worthy father; but you may rely on its correctness. ‘Shall we abandon the guard, then, sir?’ ‘Certainly not.
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