He swung it open and then used his body to pin her against her seat. She seemed to have recovered herself as he returned, but rose as if she would go back to the saloon. “I just came to you and put myself in your hands. That’s got his nerves to rags. . She had removed her hat and utterly disarranged her already unruly black locks by running agitated fingers through them. “Sure. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned some verse of tender lyric beauty.
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