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The man’s passion became almost unbearable at the thought of losing her. "What motive have you for concealment?" he demanded. "Well?" he whispered. ‘But a week and some days,’ answered Valade. Courtlaw stood up. Not the explosive vigour of the north-born, but that which would quietly meet physical hardships and bear them triumphantly. ‘Dear me. ‘Suppose you don’t know what sort of proof she was after?’ he asked. The tears flowed faster. It’s—Mrs. She obeyed, extending her arm. Until at last I persuaded him to go to bed.
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