Could you come to tea at my rooms one afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and a box at the theatre. You would not have the slightest difficulty. He had been gone entirely one day, for yesterday afternoon he had departed from Remenham House, and she had waited with patience like a saint, and now it was again the afternoon. Grasping one of chairs about the little table, he drew it forward and sat astride it, in a fashion as insolent as it was unexpected. Rollo began to cavort. One more passer-by; and always would she remember his patience and tenderness and disinterestedness. "In Heaven's name! what's all this?" cried Wood. And then you can go home and think things over before we talk again. She thought of how much she wanted to eat the foods she had once feasted on that now smelled as innocuous as spring flowers.
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