Manning? I suppose there’s a sort of place like a ticket-office. Her eyes were perhaps a little brighter than usual, the firelight played about her hair, there seemed to him to be a sudden softening of the straight firm mouth. “I do not know you,” she said coldly. She wanted to stay where she was; but tears were dangerous; the more she wept, the weaker she would become defensively.
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