He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing on to the tablecloth. Do you see the time?” “I may come and see you?” Ennison asked, as his hand touched hers. ‘I don’t want a hue and cry after me, I thank you. ’ The girl held out her hands. In privacy he read and reread it a dozen times, and eventually destroyed it by fire.
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