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” She made her glasses glint. “That,” she answered, “is far easier to believe. A moment more and he would have been crushed beneath the ponderous board, when a slight but strong arm arrested its descent. ” She was able to go straight to her room without delay, and she at once locked the door with a little sigh of relief. Her eyes were perhaps a little brighter than usual, the firelight played about her hair, there seemed to him to be a sudden softening of the straight firm mouth. She was aware of it now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room and pretend not to hear. Instinctively she knew—some human recollection she had inherited—that she must not disturb him in this man-agony. "Thank Heaven!" she gasped.
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