His throat filled; he wanted to weep. . There was a murmur or two among the watchers on the bench, but no one ventured to intervene again. “I believe she’s dressing up-stairs—now. . They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. ” “I suppose all IS well that ends well. She wondered even at this late day how she had been able to hold her maddening curiosity in check. “It seems so unfair,” she said, “to take all you offer me and give so little in return. ‘It was your son who left the place empty then?’ he asked.
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