"She did not speak, but a little hand stole out from under the falling hair,as if to keep him. With a broken exclamation he seized it, drew her up into his arms, and laid his grey head on her fair one,too happy for words. For a moment Jean Muir enjoyed her sucess; then fearing let some sudden mishap should destroy it, she hastened to make all secure. Looking up with well- feigned timity and half-confessed affection, she said softly, "Forgive me that I could not hide this better. I meant to go away and never tell it, but you were so kind it made the parting doubly hard."
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"Dear Sir John, be sure of this, I love you truly. I will do my best to be a good wife to you, and prove that, in spite of my many faults, I possess the virtue of gratitude."
If he had known the strait she was in, he would have understood the cause of the sudden tenor of her words, the intense thankfulness that shone in her face, the real humility that made her stoop and kiss the generous hand that gave so much. For a few moments she enjoyed and let him enjoy the happy present, undisturbed. But the anxiety which devoured her, the danger which menaced her, soon recalled her, and forced her to wring yet more from the unsuspicious heart she had counquered."
Esta mulher é um perigo...Vai levar os homens desta familia à "loucura".LOL
Ela continua a esconder algo que ninguém sabe o que é... E sem ter medo arrisca tudo!
. Distance
. The Sea
. Em busca do carneiro selv...
. os retornados: um amor nu...
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