“I love you. The air was sweet with the smoky perfume of myrrh, hazy and dense with incense. Then she stood up and looked around the room. While they were thus occupied, a maid-servant entered the room, and stated that a person was without who had a packet for Captain Darrell, which must be delivered into his own hands. “Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek. At any rate, it would be good to hear him saying the sort of things he did—perhaps now she would grasp them better—with this world-shaking secret brandishing itself about inside her head within a yard of him. She has already forgotten it. I should have gone mad without it. I've sent for the priest.
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