“You are coming in, aren’t you, Sydney?” “If I may,” he answered. The latter no sooner beheld him than he dashed hastily into an adjoining room. By a tacit agreement they ignored the significant thing between them, ignored the slipping away of the ground on which they had stood together hitherto. “Until you marry, Vee,” said Hetty.
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