By a sort of instinct. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. ‘That will be very helpful to me. The reply he received this time put him into a state of continuous bewilderment. I have it on my conscience that I offended you—” “Offended me when?” “I’ve been haunted by the memory of you. " And he strode out of the place. ” She looked at him with fluttering eyelids—sweetly grateful.
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