It had been brighter than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements above the bookshelves. She did not hear his approach, but continued her occupation without raising her head. \" His brown eyes were tired and full of concern. You may enjoy your pride, your arrogance—in a coffin. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. It frightened her to behold her heart and mind thus laid bare; but the chapter following would reassure her. I’m off to England. "What?—help take care of him? Why, you can't do that, Miss Enschede!" was the protest. ’ ‘Will you indeed? Truly?’ His smile held so much tenderness, she was tempted to surrender at once. I could never have talked to you like this, forgetting everything that parts us, forgetting even your age, if I did not love you utterly. His eyebrows arched, knotting in the middle. I had no idea.
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