“Eight, Cavendish Square. Her eyes were wide and bright. He dined, and then pleaded a political engagement. She fought a compulsive urge to yank his shirt free. “Women know these things by instinct,” she answered. It was a long walk she had to undertake, even if she had endured no previous fatigue, but feeble as she was, it was almost more than she could accomplish. ’ ‘She’s as clothheaded as you,’ Roding retorted, but he slipped an arm about the lady’s waist and gave her a quick squeeze.
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