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"MAY I come in?" said Lyle's voice very softly at the communicating door between the two bedrooms.
Nora started from a reverie, long, thoughtful, pain-filled. She was partly undressed, and had thrown on a white woollen gown of Lyle's providing. The big cushioned couch was drawn up before the fire. There was no other light in the room save that of the glowing flames.