” 162 “Mmmm-hmmm. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. He laid her on their old bed and kissed her from head to toe. It was denied him, for as he closed his eyes—though but for an instant—the whole scene of his former visit to the place rose before him. "I don't think he would leave me, even if I could part with him," observed Mrs. I shall want you. As the secret door opened, the sounds within the house came at once to her ears: the tramping of feet above, and the hoarse voices echoing through the mansion.
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