CHAPTER XI. In each pause she could sense his growing trepidation. Husband of mine, I think we have rather overrated the emotional capacity of those—those dears. He walked with bent head. ” Anna stopped in front of her. He saw the flames burst from the windows, and perhaps in that maddening spectacle suffered torture equivalent to some of the crimes he had committed. “My God!” he said at last, with tremendous feeling, and then again, “My God!” Now that this thing was said her mind was clear and calm. “It was,” she admitted. The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone.
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