Like the parrot, she could memorize the lines, but she could not understand them. He would ask her to come to dinner with him in some little Italian or semiBohemian restaurant in the district toward Soho, or in one of the more stylish and magnificent establishments about Piccadilly Circus, and for the most part she did not care to refuse. To begin with, he struck her as being the most variable person she had ever encountered. “Shopman. I have an idea that you are in some sort of trouble. Would she ever find it? Sighing, she opened the door to the next room, and drew back the drapes. I must tell you all about God’s land, this marvellous virgin country, with its silent forests and dazzling peaks.
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