Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. ‘I can see why you lost your place, young Kimble.
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