” “I’ve never heard Tristan and Isolde. Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck. Observing Spurlock's spellbound attitude, he clapped the boy on the shoulder. Books! She knew now what had saved her—her mother's hand, reaching down from heaven, had set the giver's flaming eyes upon the covers of these books. But was it Faith? That is what she was this day going to find out. There was hope for me then.
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