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Sir Cecil, who with Rowland and some others had entered the room rushed to the window with a torch. Without turning or looking in his direction she leaned forwards, her head supported upon her fingers, her elbows upon her knees. “Prom committee does this, silly. ” “You are wonderful!” she murmured. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven.
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