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"I'll call you when you're wanted. “Yes. I had not the time to formulate the decoctions that would have saved him— they take weeks to create and must come from your own blood! You were perilously close to death, and had I not watched you constantly for the week you were unconscious they would have buried you alive! Gianfrancesco was ready to give up after two days, 172 ready to throw you in the plague cart! Of course he had no use for you after bearing witness to the loss of your womanly organs. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. She had a bittersweet fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle. “My mind is full of confused stuff,” he said at length. " "And all the time you loved her?"—appalled. They were talking of “Alcide,” as they often did in those days. And he had destroyed all this. From this peaceful scene Jack's eye fell upon Jonathan, who, seated upon the stile, under the shade of an elder tree, was evidently watching him. When I'm alone I don't mind. The well of tears in her eyes was dry.

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