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 wretched, yet vaguely illumined by what at first seemed a mirage of happiness, she rose and moved as though to put a greater distance between them; but after one step away, she halted—she put a gentle and trembling hand softly upon his shoulder.

"I don't know," she said uncertainly. "I don't think I ever could know. Do you think it's enough, dear?"