" "Awake!—to be sure I am, my flash cove," replied Sheppard; "I'm down as a hammer. Obviously he is still interested. ” “I feel so guilty. “I just wanted you to see that the time will come when I must leave you, and the time is coming soon. Other phrases returned now, like echoes. There, in a little tea and sweetstuff shop, she bought and consumed slowly and absent-mindedly the insufficient nourishment that is natural to her sex on such occasions. If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. “Dear friend,” she said, “do you not think that you are breaking an unspoken compact? I am very sorry. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. Think, ma’am.
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