"What's this here kinchen in for?" asked Terence, as he and Quilt strode along, with Thames between them. I must obey. " "I am calm—quite calm, Rowland," she answered, with lips whose agitation belied her words. No matter how often she came across this phase in love stories, there was never anything explanatory: as if all human beings perfectly understood. But for all that, it offered relief; his brain, stupefied by the fumes, grew dull, and conscience lost its edge to bite. To his great joy he found a small garret-door in the roof of the opposite house open. “But why,” he said in the gasping voice of one subduing an agony, and looked at her from under a pain-wrinkled brow, “why did you not tell me this before?” “I didn’t know—I thought I might be able to control myself.
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