Captain Roding strode into the parlour. She closed her eyes and felt again an echo of the swamping warmth that had attacked her when his lips met hers. She should be lifted out of her narrow little life, and it should be all owing to him. The train, meantime, had passed Marylebone Lane, when it again paused for a moment, at Jack's request, near the door of a public-house called the City of Oxford. You must live for me.
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