John moved closer to her, getting up from his roost by one bench, he joined her at the bench where she sat. There were moments when she thought of turning upon this man and talking to him. He stood by her side, and he suffered her hands to rest in his. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine. Phillips Oppenheim’s most intriguing stories.
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