I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. ’ ‘Where are we going?’ ‘Back to Blaye, my girl. “I opened my eyes, and she was bending over my bedside. His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. For a time they walked in silence.
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