She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. I hear the sound of his horse's feet in the yard. I don’t want to hear you. A swift frown brought the still dark brows together for a moment. And now the fiend Gosse had taken even that away from her.
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