Wood became sensible that he was not alone. “She has always worked very long hours as a real estate agent. Sure of foot, noiseless, he made the veranda and paused at the side of one of the screened windows. Mike was drinking a cup of black coffee. Winifred listened to his narration with the profoundest attention; and, when it concluded, her tearful eye and throbbing bosom told how deeply her feelings had been interested. He sat down. He looked at his friend. ’ ‘Lord, yes,’ agreed Gerald, in mock horror. She had expected a love story; and love was totally absent. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she panted, shifting wildly in his hold, so that he had all to do to keep her thus imprisoned. Women are hypocrites to the last—true only to themselves. “She has been to my flat before.
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