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He
handed
it
back
.
“
You
can
tell
me
about
it
—
his
hand
’
s
so
illegible
.
”
He
wandered
to
the
other
end
of
the
room
and
then
turned
and
stood
before
her
.
“
I
’
ve
been
thinking
of
writing
to
Flamel
,
”
he
said
.
She
looked
up
.
“
There
’
s
one
point
,
”
he
continued
,
slowly
,
“
that
I
ought
to
clear
up
.
I
told
him
you
’
d
known
about
the
letters
all
along
;
for
a
long
time
,
at
least
;
and
I
saw
it
hurt
him
horribly
.
It
was
just
what
I
meant
to
do
,
of
course
;
but
I
can
’
t
leave
him
to
that
false
impression
;
I
must
write
him
.
”
She
received
this
without
outward
movement
,
but
he
saw
that
the
depths
were
stirred
.
At
length
she
returned
,
in
a
hesitating
tone
,
“
Why
do
you
call
it
a
false
impression
?
I
did
know
.
”
“
Yes
,
but
I
implied
you
didn
’
t
care
.
”
“
Ah
!
”
He
still
stood
looking
down
on
her
.
“
Don
’
t
you
want
me
to
set
that
right
?
”
he
tentatively
pursued
.
She
lifted
her
head
and
fixed
him
bravely
.
“
It
isn
’
t
necessary
,
”
she
said
.
Glennard
flushed
with
the
shock
of
the
retort
;
then
,
with
a
gesture
of
comprehension
,
“
No
,
”
he
said
,
“
with
you
it
couldn
’
t
be
;
but
I
might
still
set
myself
right
.
”
