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Wood. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. My very sentences stumble and give way. You are wholly in my power. White looked mysteriously about the room as though to be sure that no one was listening. She began to draw on her gloves thoughtfully. Maybe it’s his loss.
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