Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. She was particularly charmed by his theory of friendship. It is no more a murder, but a duel, you understand. He did not speak for a moment. The massive door was unlocked, and they entered the cell. “You poor little girl!” he cried.
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