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Rh deprived him of words with which to  express it. Presently, however, he got up and put his arms around her neck.

“Jacqueline,” he said, trying to master the huskiness in his voice, “thou art very  brave. I would rather go ten times into the heart of the Spanish army, than once into a  room with the plague. But thou art right. It is thy destined work since thou hast chosen it, and our father, were he here, would  surely say, ‘Well done!’”