She knew blood was rushing to his face and other places as well. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver. She would rend him limb from limb like a fiend if only she could move. Of what use was the temporary set-back to memory, when it always returned with redoubled poignancy? Then came another thought, astonishing. " "Do not speak of it," rejoined Thames, with a look of horror. "Where?" she cried. “You have forgotten. "I should never have been what I am, but for you. “Forgive me,” he decided to say at last, and his voice had a little quiver of emotion, and he laid his hand on hers upon her knee. To-morrow they will know the truth.
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