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’ Mrs Sindlesham’s lips twitched. He noted an ebony cane laid close to hand, which suggested she was able to get about. The room was intimate and wonderful to her with its shadows now cast over the girlish menagerie of stuffed animals. It was not due to shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. "Have a moment's patience, Sir Rowland," returned Wild; "and you shall hear. It may be treacherous, it may lay up a store of future woe; but it insures present happiness, and that is sufficient. I cannot protect you. You steered and I rowed stroke.
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