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"At length I am my own master," murmured the knight, as his foot touched the
strand. He then made off. Suddenly, she heard the crunch of new feet on the
gravel. And all the talk of the Miniver
people and the Widgett people seemed always to be like a ship in adverse
weather on the lee shore of love. “It is very nice of you to come, but I do not
think for the present, at any rate, I could give him any other answer. ’
‘Yolande, my maid?’
‘You don’t need a maid,’ Martha said stoutly. "Were it not for that, he would indeed be a blessing and a comfort to me. Love—admiration for
your matchless beauty alone sways me.
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