I was being stupid. He seemed to be about to move toward her. So, not exactly hopefully but earnestly, she returned to the feet of God. ’ ‘Ah, that explains your surprise. “Where were you?” He inquired, rubbing her shoulders. I want to enrich it with hangings and gladden it with verses. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. The girl who had just left the room was as great a mystery to him now as on the afternoon when he had met her in Piccadilly and taken her to tea. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave.
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