There was no need to be afraid for me. ” 209 Clotilde was no fool. "Why it is astonishing, certainly," remarked Kneebone, "to find any woman constant—especially to a girlish attachment; but such is the case. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. "You mean, it doesn't matter?" "Poor Hoddy! When you were ill in Canton, out of your head, you babbled words. He hated the taste of it. Bête, she told herself fiercely. She came back with two women, one in each arm, which she threw down like sticks as she alit onto the stone causeway. Having only seen him in the gloom of a dungeon, and loaded with fetters, Kneebone had not noticed this alteration: but he was now greatly struck by it. I'm a poor nurse. ” She lingered over her tea, and glancing around, a sudden reflection on the change in her surroundings from the scene of her last night’s supper brought a faint, humorous smile to her lips. I saw the metal box a hundred times, but I never thought of opening it until the day I fled.
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