” He smiled at her. She wanted to stay where she was; but tears were dangerous; the more she wept, the weaker she would become defensively. Beyond was a narrow bridge, crossing a circular building, at the bottom of which lay a deep well. “Don’t!” she said, weakly, as he had bent down and put one arm about her and seized her hands with his disengaged hand and kissed her—kissed her almost upon her lips. “Oh. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy.
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