" Silence. On the floor was a handkerchief, a little morsel of lace. "Don't think to deceive me by your false pretences. "I cannot—will not suffer you to remain here. Forgive my daring. I believe I am getting impudent. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO exist! You have this home. The floor was planked with oak, and covered with iron staples, hooks, and ringbolts, with heavy chains attached to them. The tourist season would soon be at ebb, and it would be late in September before the tide returned. I am aware that you ran away from there, but—’ ‘Certainly I ran away,’ she said, meeting his gaze with defiance in her own. I want to stand between you and all the force and vileness of the world. Ennison spoke at last. I do not know how I shall get it, but I must, you understand.
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