“You are not going out—this evening, I trust,” that lady asked, a trifle dismayed. She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing. She saw his eyes glaze over. \"Do you mind if I sit with you?\" He asked as he followed her. He haunted a state between hectic dreaming and mild delirium, and she found herself talking aloud to him.
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