Even the light was different in Athens, soft and golden, sweet as the morning dew blessed by Athena herself. ’ ‘Couldn’t help but do so, ma’am,’ said Mrs Ibstock. “You didn’t expect that I should kiss you?” “How was I to know that a man would—would think it was possible—when there was nothing—no love?” “How did I know there wasn’t love?” That silenced her for a moment. " "That was my doing, dearest," urged the carpenter; "I was afraid if you saw her that some such scene as this might occur. If I let you believe I did not love you, and they found me, your shame would be negligible. Perhaps it was just as well there was no inherited memory.
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