. I wouldn't have him see me in this state for the world. ” He saw her into the train at Waterloo, and stood, a tall, grave figure, with hat upraised, as the carriage moved forward slowly and hid him. Her hair touched water, becoming like the seaweed in its velvet slickness. All the fury had left her, swamped by an inexplicable flood of warmth.
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