But we cannot discuss this here. “Dear John,” she whispered. “I am a fool,” he said. As he looked up at the massive tower, the clock tolled forth the hour of midnight. ” He made a step toward her. She had a bittersweet fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle. It was then for the first time she remembered that she had said nothing to her sister of the man in the hospital. “And you must please not look at me as though I were an executioner,” she declared lightly.
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