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He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. He had an air of having told her a deep, personal secret. To a woman she might have confided; but to this man, kindly as he was, it was unthinkable. The expression was wholly different. While he was considering what would be best to do, the poor maniac, over whose bewildered brain another change had come, raised her head from under the straw, and peeping round the room, asked in a low voice, "If they were gone?" "Who?" inquired Jack. But ere the words could find utterance, her maternal tenderness overcame her indignation; and, sinking upon her knees, she extended her arms over her child. ” She led the way, talking all the time to Ennison. But I don't understand her; she's over my head.
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