I can't give you my hand; but you may take it. So long as she stood beside him, the Hand would not prevail. The signs of tears had all gone, but some subtle change seemed to have stolen into her face. He ate of the bread with great appetite, and having drunk as much as he chose of the water, poured the rest on the floor. Her steps slowed. The dog approached timidly, his tail going furiously. “Anna,” she moaned, “I am a jealous, ungrateful woman.
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