“That is very nice of you,” she said. . My mind is full of ideas and images that I have been cherishing and accumulating—dreams of travelling side by side, of lunching quietly together in some jolly restaurant, of moonlight and music and all that side of life, of seeing you dressed like a queen and shining in some brilliant throng—mine; of your looking at flowers in some old-world garden, our garden—there are splendid places to be got down in Surrey, and a little runabout motor is quite within my means. ‘Now what?’ The guard jerked his head up the corridor. “Why shouldn’t one face the facts of one’s self?” She stood up. Bring your liveralong?" "I sometimes wonder if I have any—if it isn't the hole where it was that aches. She leaned forward in her chair, as if petrified in fear by the scary story. You can have no shecrets from me.
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