Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. Sheppard, passing her hand across her brow; "but my memory is gone—quite gone. ” “For a little time,” she answered. Something in her voice and manner conveyed an effect of unwonted gravity to him. From her stomacher, to which it was attached by a multitude of glittering steel chains, depended an immense turnip-shaped watch, in a pinchbeck case. The fact that it was her trusted friend making illicit love to her remained, in spite of all her effort, an insignificant thing in her mind. “I won’t pretend,” he said, “that this is an accident.
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