Whatever may happen to-morrow I shall be none the better for anticipating its miseries to-day. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. “Don’t!” she said, weakly, as he had bent down and put one arm about her and seized her hands with his disengaged hand and kissed her—kissed her almost upon her lips. "Go on. She was alone with a deadly enemy. She would not forgive me.
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