He sat in much the same attitude, and she stood just as she had stood when he told her she could not go to the Fadden Dance. The rain smelled of the Tyrrhenian Sea, which lay only a few paces beyond the manor's white sea-soaked walls. ToC Sir Rowland, meantime, paced his chamber with a quick and agitated step. I'll go alone. But it was now too late to turn back, and, nerving himself for the shock he expected to encounter, he ventured after his conductor.
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