" "And with some justice," replied Thornhill, drily. “Stop this—this humbugging,” he explained. A single false step might have precipitated him into the street; or, if he had trodden upon an unsound part of the roof, he must have fallen through it. At least, I hope so for his sake as well as my own," he added, mentally. Yet she took with her an uneasy consciousness that in this affair might lie the germs of future trouble. It is true that I have accepted an engagement from Mr. “Love should be enough, John, but it never is. It was a gracious gesture, she thought, as he trudged to the Beck’s humble doorstep in his stiff blue polyester uniform. He tugged at the overly large hooded sweatshirt, which she unzipped and let fall to the ground. CHAPTER XXVII. Men have seen to that.
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