"I am innocent. “Good evening, Dorling,” he said. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. I may want you. ” “And I have been dreaming and thinking—” “I am frightfully sorry. I applaud your prudence: it is, however, needless.
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