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Red Pottage

CHAPTER XXXI
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But as he looked at her strained face it seemed to him that she expected something more.

A dreadful silence fell between them when he had finished.

Had she then no word for him.

Her eyes--mute, imploring, dark with an agony of suspense--met his for a second and fell instantly.

She did not speak.
Her silence filled him with despair.


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