I had started, but not under his touch. His words had given me a
start.
"I had forgotten that, Herbert, but I remember it now you speak of
it."
"Well! He went into that part of his life, and a dark wild part it
is. Shall I tell you? Or would it worry you just now?"
"Tell me by all means. Every word."
Herbert bent forward to look at me more nearly, as if my reply had
been rather more hurried or more eager than he could quite account
for. "Your head is cool?" he said, touching it.
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