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| She stopped with her hand on the banister, like Louise of Prussia | [Frontispiece] |
| And then, with a clean towel, he deliberately dried her hands, finger by finger | [69] |
| “Isn’t that rather a reckless way for a man in your situation to talk?” | [91] |
| “Well, heaven itself can’t save a fool,” said Mrs. Almar | [119] |
| It was arranged that he was to bring Dorothy to dine with them that evening | [147] |
| He stood like a rock under her caress | [173] |
| “May I ask, Mr. Riatt, what rights in the matter you consider that you have?” Linburne pursued | [199] |
| “Max,” she said, “I love you” | [241] |