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 &quot;Yes—and a lot more.&quot; He stood up, the wave of emotion ebbing, yet leaving him nearer, in his recovered calmness, than in the shock of their first moment.

&quot;I did n't know, at first, how much you guessed,&quot; he went on quietly. &quot;I was sorry I'd shown you Darrow's letter; but it did n't worry me much because I did n't suppose you'd think it possible that I should—take advantage of it. It's only lately that I've understood that you knew everything.&quot; He looked at her with a smile. &quot;I don't know yet how I found it out, for you're wonderful about keeping things to yourself, and you never made a sign. I simply felt it in a kind of nearness—as if I couldn't get away from you.—Oh, there were times when I should have preferred not having you about—when I tried to turn my back on you, to see things from other people's standpoint. But you were always there—you would n't be discouraged. And I got