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Shirleys fingers were obliged to withdraw from the tutors. Louis was obliged to relinquish that hand folded, clasped, hidden in his own. I thought I should have had to support her, he said, as he walked towards Briarmains, and it is she who has made me strong. That look of pitythat gentle touch! No down was ever softerno elixir more potent! It lay like a snowflake; it thrilled like lightning. A thousand times I have longed to possess that handto have it in mine. I have possessed it for five minutes I held it. Her fingers and mine can never be strangers morehaving met once, they must meet again. |
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