She turned her cheek to the cold sill; and by and by the sill grew warm and wet with tears. “Yes. His thoughts, indeed, were too painful for utterance, and so acute were his feelings, that, for some time, they quite overcame him. You are all the beauty in the world. Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured meaningless phrases to soothe. The doleful procession at once assumed a festive character. I'm a slave to my word.
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