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 her hand. "And now, what next?" he said.

She rose and walked away from him, breathing heavily. "I'm too tired to-night to talk of—that."

"What a selfish brute I am not to remember that! I'll go."

"Yes, please do."

She came to him and gave him both her hands, and he held them closely a minute, looking at her. Suddenly and for the first time he took her in his arms and kissed her lips; then without a word he went out, and Mrs. Martin hid her face in her hands for joy, and—wept.