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” He stroked her hand gently. " So, after a time, encountering the blot, she herself would supply the word Faith. ” “Of course,” he said, reaching out his hand tentatively for his hat, “I could go away even now. It looked very patient, she thought, and a little self-satisfied. One always dreamed of this and never believed it. She saw herself building up a life upon that —a life restrained, kindly, beautiful, a little pathetic and altogether dignified; a life of great disciplines and suppressions and extensive reserves. ‘No one would credit that you are three years older than I. Don't be afraid, man,—off with it. I'm a slave to my word. You would suffer the torments of the damned for what you had done. The two lovers sat together, and their sole discourse turned upon Jack and his ill-fated mother.
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