Presently he began to weave a tale, sorry enough, with all the ancient claptraps and rusted platitudes. . She remained for a few moments standing as though listening to his retreating footsteps. It is bad policy. ’ ‘I think he only wants to help you, miss,’ offered Jack. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. . ‘Laisse-moi,’ she threw at him, her brief attack of sobs already ended, although the trace of tears on her cheeks bore witness to its sincerity. ‘Do not be imbecile.
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