“You will have some tea?” she asked. She counted three on the way to the train and four more on the crowded car that would have gladly taken him to bed with not so much as a word. I’m a little tired. “Yes?” “You remember once, how we talked—at a gate on the Downs? We talked about how a girl might get an independent living. '—'No fear o' that,' thought I.
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