‘I can take care of myself, bête. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. Think of those days in Paris. The Dawn Pearl; how well they had named her! The pearl without price—his and not his! He took her arm and drew it under his; and together they went down the veranda steps.
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