“I think we have,” he answered, gravely, and took her in his arms, and smoothed her hair from her forehead, and very tenderly kissed her lips. Briefly explained, she was as the child who discards the rag baby for the living one. “The smallest will do for me quite well. Why should I?” “At last,” he murmured, “at last I have found you. “I ought to look up Gwen,” she said. Clear water gave away to gray as she waded deeper, feeling her slippers on rock.
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