Fame of any sort was folly and she knew better. I see now that you make a game with me indeed. . She winced as he thrust the fact at her, was about to answer, and checked herself. ” He turned to the waiter, who held a wine-card. But he has never been near her—never. ‘C’est ridicule. She recalled that day of the typhoon and the sloop crashing on the outer reefs. She was not afraid exactly, but there was that about her loneliness to-night she distrusted. From this night I shall pursue a different course; from this night his ruin may be dated.
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