That was not the way to think of her. Grose's had dropped, without a rustle, from my shoulders, and if I wavered for the instant it was not with what I kept back. It could happen in an instant. The rector held his hand across the side of the desk where the skull was and Stephen, placing his hand in it for a moment, felt a cool moist palm.
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