He was standing up with the telegram crumpled in his hand. He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. Rowland's purposes were, however, defeated in a manner as unexpected as appalling. Yet I shall think of you to-day. No, let us dine here, and then go and have our coffee on the boulevards. ” “Why not?” she asked quietly. Her elbows were ready. The door popped open with a sigh. ” She nodded in the affirmative. I've a few necessary directions to leave with my people, to put 'em on their guard against the chance of a surprise. Come close to me, and let me hold your hand, dear. She went about in a negligent November London that had become very dark and foggy and greasy and forbidding indeed, and tried to find that modest but independent employment she had so rashly assumed. “My arrival appears to be opportune,” he said stiffly.
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