. His pulses beat fast as he walked, his feet fell lightly upon the pavement. “Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek. But I dare not accept it. You have to marry me. So perfect was the illusion, that he could almost fancy he heard the solemn voice of the ordinary warning him that his race was nearly run, and imploring him to prepare for eternity. A dozen shynesses and intellectual barriers were being outflanked or broken down in her mind.
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