If he adhered to this policy—to keep away from her inconspicuously—she would forget the name by night, and to-morrow even the bearer of it would sink below the level of recollection. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. ‘No, no, I am convinced your very first theory was right. Always her prayers ended—'And may my beautiful mother guide me!' No. Man's fate is in his own hands. But to England we will go.
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