” He smiled, and she felt love for him in that moment as the smile lit up his ebony eyes, eyes whose blackness seemed unfathomable. Marvel, in a tone intended to be consolatory. They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. There was scant social life on the Sha-mien aside from masculine foregatherings, little that interested him. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. “Stop this—this humbugging,” he explained.
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