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I remained in that cosy, book-lined den for perhaps an hour -- one whole hour of sweet, delightful ecstasy.
With her fair head buried upon my shoulder she shed tears of joy, while, time after time, I smothered her white brow with my kisses. Ah! yes, I loved her. I closed my eyes to all. I put away all my dark suspicions, and lived only for the present in the knowledge that Sylvia was mine -- _mine! _