“The walk has given me an appetite, and I do not feel like waiting till five o’clock. That was one of the compensations for having consigned himself to this part of the world. ” She could practically hear the self-deprecating thoughts racing across his mind, the failed hours of rehearsed lines. We men are like children. Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. She loved Florence, wandering the huge markets which bustled day and night.
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