A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind. ” “John, do you remember me at all?” “Lucy?!” He cried in disbelief. He was more like a man who had left his bed in the middle of convalescence. She admired and rather pitied him, and she was unfeignedly grateful to him. I could not love you else.
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