He hesitated. “Who tied this scarf here?” he asked, looking up. “For me there is no second turn. “If I were to marry now,” she said, “it would be with a sense of humiliation. ‘No, for you had your own selfish plans already made, that is now seen. Then the distant relationship to Miss Stanley gave them a slight but pleasant sense of proprietorship in the girl. The touch of her hands was pleasurable. The knots and broken pale that made the garden-fence scalable, and gave access to the fields behind, were still to be traced. Secretly she was gratified to be assigned to the rôle of an old traveller.
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