“Where are they?” She looked around. I owed his father a grudge: that I settled long ago. “I think we have,” he answered, gravely, and took her in his arms, and smoothed her hair from her forehead, and very tenderly kissed her lips. “It is no good playing a game. It cuts. With the last glimmer of decency he had sent the daughter to his sister.
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