Slowly I rose to my feet. The agitation caused by these words was uncontrollable. How much did he mean by them and why should I be so much more moved by hearing them spoken than by the suppressed thought?
He made no move to enlighten me, and, walking again to the window, I affected to look out. When I turned back it was to ask:
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