He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror. Love and lavender, he thought, perhaps wistfully. ” She said, and ducked back into her room. He was always anticipating, stepping into the future, torturing himself with non-existent troubles.
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