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“Nigel, Nigel,” she cried. There was no way of recalling the words; so she waited. He embraced her,
kissing her cheek, then her neck. Hitherto it had been qualified by her conception of
all life as a compromise, by her new effort to be unexacting of life. He was safe, out of the beaten track, at last really comparable
to the needle in the haystack. He would
teach her all he knew of life so that if the Hand should ever reach his shoulder,
she would be able to defend herself. "
During this touching interview, a change had come over Sir Rowland, and he
half repented of what he had done.
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