She wanted him so badly it hurt. Thames unfolded the drawing, smoothed out its creases, and beheld a portrait of himself. The satisfaction of cheating Death again. "Please tell me whenever I am at fault. ‘There’s no controlling you, is there?’ He held up his hands. The more her thoughts dwelt upon the subject, the more convinced she was that she could not go to any one for help; she would have to solve the riddle by her own efforts, by some future experience. It was hard to part with romance, but she had never thirsted so keenly to go on with her University work in her life as she did that day.
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