You promise me you’ll never grow old, you hear?” “I promise. "Si—lence!" vociferated Charcam, laying great emphasis on the last syllable. The open books she knew by heart; aye, they had been ground into her, morning and night. Her head ached with a hollow pain. Sir John felt and looked several years younger. “I am so sorry to have startled you,” she said, “but I was startled myself.
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