’ For a moment he looked daunted. And they admired Kent sedulously from the windows. ‘It is not your affair. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. Oh, the scent of the flowers that day, the delicious quiet, the swallows that dived before us in the river. ” Mike knocked on the thin core door that sealed her and Shari’s bedroom from the outside world.
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