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98 be as sacred to me as my heart's blood. And if ever a woman like me can do anything for a man like you—— [The voice of outside: "This way, Sir Malcolm."  Get up! He's here! [ enters by lower door.  Sir Malcolm Clark, sir. [ ''enters. Sees'' ''rising hurriedly from her knees. She stands with head down, like a criminal awaiting her sentence.''

 Are you quite satisfied, sir? [''There is a moment of breathless silence. Then'' takes up telegram and memorandum, looks at them, folds them, steps up to and hands papers back.  Yes, I am quite satisfied—Good night, Sir Malcolm!  [Dumbfounded, dazed.] Good night, sir!

[ ''bows himself out. The door is closed.''