Her eyes where glassy and shining. And he began also at times to wake at night and think about her. We just hit against each other, and here we are flying off at a tangent, a little surprised at what we are doing, all our principles abandoned, and tremendously and quite unreasonably proud of ourselves. Superstition—you knock into it whichever way you turn. It is that, is it not?” “No,” he answered readily. “By Jove!” he broke out, “one tries to take a serious, sober view. ’ A sudden clatter of booted feet sounded in the hall beyond. There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them.
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