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” “And I,” Ennison said, holding her fingers tightly, and forcing her to look into his eyes, “I will tell you what I have wished for you when we meet six months from to-day. “Who took care of you after she died?” “My father. ‘How could I know that it is you?’ She peered at him in the darkness. ‘Sir?’ enquired the lad. ” The lights sank, the prelude to the third act was beginning, the music rose and fell in crowded intimations of lovers separated—lovers separated with scars and memories between them, and the curtain went reefing up to display Tristan lying wounded on his couch and the shepherd crouching with his pipe. I rarely set foot in London these days. ’ ‘It is true,’ insisted the lady.
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