She sat very still, and his eyes rested on that ornament for a moment, and then travelled slowly to her wrist and the soft lines of her forearm. "Is it by lettin' you go, my darlin', that I'm to airn it?" inquired Terence. For the first time, perhaps, in his life, he repented of his brutality. ’ ‘Oh, she is English?’ repeated Alderley, interest perking up.
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