Conceiving himself called upon, as the intimate friend of the deceased, to pay this last tribute of respect to her memory, he appeared as one of the chief mourners. She felt him as something solid and strong and trustworthy beyond measure. “YOU had to come in. Go off and live together—until we can marry. “Will you help me?” he asked. 276 He opened the box. She stared at his pleading face. Tucked under the writing-table a pair of yellow and gold Turkish slippers of a highly meretricious quality caught her eye.
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