You need have no apprehensions about him, Sir Rowland. During all their long comradeship he had never so much as ventured to hold her fingers. When you don’t have any fingers left, I take a toe. "What for?" rejoined Quilt, evasively. Mr. I—I don’t understand,” the man faltered wearily. But all those empty years!… My heart was hot.
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