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George went again to Leopold's room, and sat down by him. The youth lay with his eyes half closed, and a smile -- a faint sad one -- flickered over his face. He was asleep: from infancy he had slept with his eyes open.
"Emmeline! " he murmured, in the tone of one who entreats forgiveness.