” “It was a mistake,” she faltered. He drove her home that night, kissing her again and again at stoplights. “Can you not understand? It is of no use your taking my identity and all the burden of my iniquities upon your dear shoulders if I am to be recognized the moment I show my face in London. On taxing his recollection, the whole circumstance rushed to mind with painful distinctness.
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