Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. She brought the cups of cocoa back to the bedroom. "I loved you," replied Jack,—"don't start—it is over now—I loved you, I say, as a boy. "What did the old fellow judge from, eh, Joan?" asked he. "Have you got Jonathan out of the way?" he asked, in an eager whisper. ‘Kimble, you shouldn’t be here. She found herself struggling with a storm of tears.
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