“Sir John,” her aunt repeated, with thin emphasis, “is coming to see your sister. Spurlock lay with his head on his arms, asleep. The significance of the kiss was still obscure to her, though she had frequently encountered the word and act in the Old and New Testaments and latterly in novels. He did not explain what had happened to her. It was wonderful to think this thing had lived, had felt and suffered. The little spot of rouge was vivid enough now by reason of this new pallor, which seemed to draw the colour even from her lips. " "Mr.
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