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Why had she not the resolution to break with this man? As soon as she had forsaken the presence of this spell-*binder for the privacy of her own room, the stern question had to be met. A breach was almost inevitable now.
In a state of miserable indecision she returned to her work. But all the morning her thoughts were elsewhere. She could think of little save the answer to her telegram. Just before one o'clock, however, came the welcome news that John's injury was not serious and that he was looking forward to seeing her on the morrow at Wyndham.
