When you've admitted him, steal into the room, hide yourself, and don't move till I utter the words, 'You've a long journey before you. Yes, yes, there is no doubt about it. So, instead, they talked of dancing and what it might mean in a human life. But her husband, whose deportment to her was considerably changed since the fatal knot had been tied, paid no attention whatever to her grief. She looked at the white ankle socks on her feet and was reminded simultaneously of her pajama outfit and the suitcase that still lay underneath the bed. My mind is full of ideas and images that I have been cherishing and accumulating—dreams of travelling side by side, of lunching quietly together in some jolly restaurant, of moonlight and music and all that side of life, of seeing you dressed like a queen and shining in some brilliant throng—mine; of your looking at flowers in some old-world garden, our garden—there are splendid places to be got down in Surrey, and a little runabout motor is quite within my means. She paced restlessly to the door and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered.
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