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’
I
’
ll
just
strike
across
here
,
’
he
said
,
pointing
to
the
right
.
But
she
flung
her
arms
round
his
neck
,
and
clung
to
him
.
’
But
you
’
ll
keep
the
tenderness
for
me
,
won
’
t
you
?
’
she
whispered
.
’
I
loved
last
night
.
But
you
’
ll
keep
the
tenderness
for
me
,
won
’
t
you
?
’
He
kissed
her
and
held
her
close
for
a
moment
.
Then
he
sighed
,
and
kissed
her
again
.
’
I
must
go
an
’
look
if
th
’
car
’
s
there
.
’
He
strode
over
the
low
brambles
and
bracken
,
leaving
a
trail
through
the
fern
.
For
a
minute
or
two
he
was
gone
.
Then
he
came
striding
back
.
’
Car
’
s
not
there
yet
,
’
he
said
.
’
But
there
’
s
the
baker
’
s
cart
on
t
’
road
.
’
He
seemed
anxious
and
troubled
.
’
Hark
!
’
They
heard
a
car
softly
hoot
as
it
came
nearer
.
It
slowed
up
on
the
bridge
.
