With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. “I am staying at the Savoy. " The doctor ran his fingers through his hair, despairingly. “I should like you to come here,” she said. His thoughts, indeed, were too painful for utterance, and so acute were his feelings, that, for some time, they quite overcame him. ‘We may have to,’ Gerald answered thoughtfully, staring at the window to one side.
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