. ’ Kimble’s widening gaze told its own tale, but still he kept his fingers on the handle of the door. She sat on the edge of the bed —the wardress was too busy with the flood of arrivals that day to discover that she had it down—and her skin was shivering from the contact of these garments. . She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. I’ve got no feminine class feeling. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently. And, setting down the link, he proceeded deliberately to untie his cravat. “You go home and think of all this,” he said, “and talk about it to-morrow. .
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