`` They said they would be home by four . '' She looked at Alan curiously . `` I will go and meet her , '' he said quickly . He came upon Lynde , sitting on a grey boulder under the shadow of an overhanging fir coppice , with her dogs beside her . She turned her head indifferently as Alan 's footsteps sounded on the pebbles , and then stood slowly up . `` Are you looking for me ? '' she asked . `` I have some news for you , Lynde , '' Alan said . `` Has he -- has he come to himself ? '' she whispered . `` Yes , he has come to himself . Lynde , he is not Frank Harmon -- he is his twin brother . He says Frank Harmon was killed three years ago in the China seas . '' For a moment Lynde 's great grey eyes stared into Alan 's , questioning . Then , as the truth seized on her comprehension , she sat down on the boulder and put her hands over her face without a word . Alan walked down to the water 's edge to give her time to recover herself . When he came back he took her hands and said quietly , `` Lynde , do you realize what this means for us -- for us ? You are free -- free to love me -- to be my wife . '' Lynde shook her head . `` Oh , that ca n't be .
I am not fit XXXXX be your wife . ''
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