Behind the poet came Sir James Thornhill. " "How?" exclaimed the other. ‘Good, good—and not before time,’ muttered Roding, glancing round again. “How did you find me?” She asked. After all, what did it matter?—it or anything else in the world? She was within reach of his arms, beautiful, compelling, herself as it seemed suddenly conscious of the light which was burning in his eyes. .
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