"Whist!" exclaimed Terence; "he elevates his glim. “She must look forward to Italy. CHAPTER XX. Wood. It seemed to him that speech would be an anticlimax. “I don’t know whether I shall go on,” said Gwen, a novel note of languorous professionalism creeping into her voice. She could not go to him when it was apparent that he needed her beyond all other instances! What had caused this agony did not matter—then.
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