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🎮 "Because if he does come to me he must come to me there. If that telegram goes," said Fleda, "I return to Maggie's to-night." Fleda by this time knew in what way she was affected: she became limp and weak again; she felt herself give everything up. Mixed with the horror, with the kindness of the station-master, with the smell of cinders and the riot of sound, was the raw bitterness of a hope that she might never again in life have to give up so much at such short notice. She heard herself repeat mechanically, yet as if asking it for the first time: "Poynton's gone?"!

🏆 "I doubt if they'd bear it again!" Fleda had remained there, gathering in her purpose. "How little you know him!"!

🔥 Download tiranga jhanda "Oh, I mean for myself!" Fleda said impatiently. "Very well, then. Will you wait?"!🔥