She frowned a little. "I don't understand."

"I've asked myself for a tribute, for a sacrifice by which I can

peculiarly recognise--"

"Peculiarly recognise what?" she demanded as he dropped.

"The admirable nature of your own sacrifice. You were capable in Venice

of an act of splendid generosity."

"And the privilege you offer me with that document is my reward?"

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