Perhaps I ought not to; but this isn't a case to fiddle-faddle over. She met him by the dugout after the game. Then she examined with curiosity some knick-knacks upon a small round table by her side. All its better points were improved, while the less attractive ones (and they were few in comparison) were subdued, or removed. “Kindly explain it to me. " He laughed and followed her into the hotel. How perfectly charming. With astonishment, Gerald saw a rheumy film rimming his old commander’s eyes. Perhaps it was loneliness. Her voice seemed to come from a long way off. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand.
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