But no matter how you phrase it, the end is the same. No man knew whence she had come nor why. "She is here," cried Jack, darting forward. ” He examined the emerald in his hands and placed it carefully on the glass table. She felt sticky and ashamed when he dropped her off a block away from the McCloskey house as she had requested. After all, what did it matter?—it or anything else in the world? She was within reach of his arms, beautiful, compelling, herself as it seemed suddenly conscious of the light which was burning in his eyes.
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