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"All right, Joan, you queer creature; I promise," and the instant look of relief in her face, and the smile that came back like sunlight to her eyes, made me feel that, unknown to myself and the world, I was capable of considerable sacrifice after all. ALL RIGHT JOAN YOU QUEER CREATURE I PROMISE AND THE INSTANT LOOK OF RELIEF IN HER FACE AND THE SMILE THAT CAME BACK LIKE SUNLIGHT IN HER EYES MADE ME FEEL THAT UNKNOWN TO MYSELF AND THE WORLD I WAS CAPABLE OF CONSIDERABLE SACRIFICE AFTER ALL
eeing at once what she was driving at, but wondering if it was best to encourage her or not. "If I knew you were to be on the island till then," she said, her face alternately pale and blushing, and her voice trembling a little, "I should feel so much happier." I looked at her steadily, waiting for her to finish. "And safer," she added almost in a whisper; "especially—at night, I mean." "Safer, Joan?" I repeated, thinking I had never seen her eyes so soft and tender. She nodded her head, keeping her gaze fixed on my face. It was really difficult to refuse, whatever my thoughts and judgment may have been, and somehow I understood that she spoke with good reason, though for the life of me I could not have put it into words. "Happier—and safer," she said gravely, the canoe giving a dangerous lurch as she leaned forward in her seat to catch my answer. Perhaps, after all, the wisest way was to grant her request and make light of it, easing her anxiety without too much encouraging its cause. TER SANGREE LEAVES IN A FORTNIGHT I SAID SEEING AT ONCE WHAT SHE WAS DRIVING AT BUT WONDERING IF IT WAS BEST TO ENCOURAGE HER OR NOT IF I KNEW YOU WERE TO BE ON THE ISLAND TILL THEN SHE SAID HER FACE ALTERNATELY PALE AND BLUSHING AND HER VOICE TREMBLING A LITTLE I SHOULD FEEL SO MUCH HAPPIER I LOOKED AT HER STEADILY WAITING FOR HER TO FINISH AND SAFER SHE ADDED ALMOST IN A WHISPER ESPECIALLY AT NIGHT I MEAN SAFER JOAN I REPEATED THINKING I HAD NEVER SEEN HER EYES SO SOFT AND TENDER SHE NODDED HER HEAD KEEPING HER GAZE FIXED ON MY FACE IT WAS REALLY DIFFICULT TO REFUSE WHATEVER MY THOUGHTS AND JUDGMENT MAY HAVE BEEN AND SOMEHOW I UNDERSTOOD THAT SHE SPOKE WITH GOOD REASON THOUGH FOR THE LIFE OF ME I COULD NOT HAVE PUT IT INTO WORDS HAPPIER AND SAFER SHE SAID GRAVELY THE CANOE GIVING A DANGEROUS LURCH AS SHE LEANED FORWARD IN HER SEAT TO CATCH MY ANSWER PERHAPS AFTER ALL THE WISEST WAY WAS TO GRANT HER REQUEST AND MAKE LIGHT OF IT EASING HER ANXIETY WITHOUT TOO MUCH ENCOURAGING ITS CAUSE
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