In this room was my ruin begun: in this room it should be ended. " "I'll excuse it nevertheless," returned the little damsel, affectionately extending her hand to him. Her eyes travelled about the room as if in appeal to the very chairs. She slipped on white thin-soled tennis shoes with no socks, her ankles exposed as Shari had once suggested they be worn. Over one of the pinnacles of the tower a speck of pallid light marked the position of the moon, then newly born and newly risen. Sir John filled his glass with trembling hand.
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