If a cart were coming, or those labourers in the field had heard, escape was impossible. I would not have him know—now—for the world. He leaned towards her, laid his hand tenderly upon hers. Pausing at each door on the landing, Jack placed his ear to the keyhole, and listened intently. It wasn’t clear to me that I had to explain. “Where were you?” He inquired, rubbing her shoulders. Don't worry about me. She had adored the stupid thing, and kept it in her pocket for about ten years.
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