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A curious silence ensued. " "But I never can forget it, Winny. ’ He screamed at me through the rope and tape, it was no use. The joy of being loved thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity. At last—I told a story. Wood was scarcely seated before Mr. E. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative. She had not been sufficiently prompted in relation to the ways of caravansaries; but her mind had been alert and receptive. " "It's light. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally.
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