The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. “I lied, as I would have committed a murder, or done any evil deed sooner than lose you. She went to her room and changed the loose morning gown in which she had lunched for a dark walking dress. It was obvious that he had waited for her.
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