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” “It isn’t necessary,” they both declared breathlessly. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. A sophisticated woman would have translated the tone as a caress. But you, Ferringhall, our pattern, an erstwhile Sheriff of London, a county magistrate, a prospective politician, a sober and an upright man, one who, had he aspired to it, might even have filled the glorious position of Lord Mayor— James, a whisky and Apollinaris at once. She wondered why he was so distinctive, so unlike other men, and it never occurred to her for some time that this might be because she was falling in love with him. “I did not recognize him,” Anna answered. But I do not love you. Gashes on his arms were already beginning to heal and disappear.
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