"I will struggle no longer with destiny. She laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. All her tender lures, inherent and acquired, had shattered themselves futilely against the reserve he had set between them. ’ Kimble’s widening gaze told its own tale, but still he kept his fingers on the handle of the door. Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. Water soaked her through in five minutes. ” “Very romantic.
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