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"
Tell
me
.
"
His
voice
was
cool
but
the
hand
he
put
on
her
wrist
hurt
.
She
did
not
want
to
tell
,
this
was
not
the
way
she
had
intended
to
lead
up
to
the
subject
of
her
love
but
his
hand
was
urgent
.
"
She
said
--
she
said
--
'
Be
kind
to
Captain
Butler
.
He
loves
you
so
much
.
'
"
He
stared
at
her
and
dropped
her
wrist
.
His
eyelids
went
down
,
leaving
his
face
dark
and
blank
.
Suddenly
he
rose
and
going
to
the
window
,
he
drew
the
curtains
and
looked
out
intently
as
if
there
were
something
to
see
outside
except
blinding
mist
.
"
Did
she
say
anything
else
?
"
he
questioned
,
not
turning
his
head
.
"
She
asked
me
to
take
care
of
little
Beau
and
I
said
I
would
,
like
he
was
my
own
boy
.
"
"
What
else
?
"
"
She
said
--
Ashley
--
she
asked
me
to
look
after
Ashley
,
too
.
"
He
was
silent
for
a
moment
and
then
he
laughed
softly
.
"
It
's
convenient
to
have
the
first
wife
's
permission
,
is
n't
it
?
"
"
What
do
you
mean
?
"
