Then she took her sister’s hand. ” She looked at him, pleading, miserable in her fancy gown. Then he turned round and gazed thoughtfully at the particular spot in the fog where Courtlaw had disappeared. As though accidentally she swept her skirts from a chair close drawn to her own. Entranced, he stared at the name. ‘As a matter of fact, I’m not at all sympathique.
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