They tried to read illustrated papers in an unconcerned manner and with forced attention, lest they should catch the leaping exultation in each other’s eyes. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. What of it?” There was a shout of laughter. He now understood her interest in Taber, as he called himself: habit, a twice-told tale. Lucy treaded down two steps, stunned.
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