Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. He seemed to charge her with the ruin of their situation. It is no fault of your own that you are not at this moment standing there with your head blown off. She wasn’t sure of herself when she said it. Fame of any sort was folly and she knew better. One who—who—tres. His glance swept up again and found her staring at him with much of her usual defiance, if a touch less of her customary assurance.
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