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His slightest move caused her infinite pleasure. Through all this flutter of novelty there came and went a solicitous, preoccupied, almost depressed figure. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. . A tarnish of constraint that had recently spread over her intercourse with Capes vanished again. She struggled fiercely not to give way. “As I have explained many a time, Lucia, the maladies of the blood and flesh do not afflict us. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. ” She laid her hand softly upon his.
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