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WHOM THE GODS DESTROY AND A FEW OTHERS.
Some time passed before Fitzgerald became aware of Maurice's departure.
When he saw that he and Madame were alone, he said nothing, but pulled all the quicker at his clay.

He wondered at the desire which suddenly manifested itself.

Fly?
Why should he fly?
The beat of his pulse answered him....

What a fine thing it was to feel the presence of a woman--a woman like this! What a fine thing always to experience the content derived from her nearness! He looked into his heart; there was no animosity; there was nothing at all but a sense of gratefulness.