[He had begun to turn that he might shepherd her further into the cramped room, but then she throws her arms around him and his feet fall still, his strong arms wreathing her waist. He has no words with which to comfort her, and so he is quiet for a long moment. ]
I am sorry, but such is my duty.
[Perhaps such reasoning is flimsy to her, no sturdier to set upon than the boughs of a willow tree, yet in his estimation it is that to which he is bound.]
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I am sorry, but such is my duty.
[Perhaps such reasoning is flimsy to her, no sturdier to set upon than the boughs of a willow tree, yet in his estimation it is that to which he is bound.]