I wrenched this off, and in an envelope addressed to me in faded ink, I found the locket and the pearls. Such pretty manners, she thought. “That,” he said, grimly, with his hand on the doorhandle, “must be your own affair, unless you choose to live at Morningside Park. “I can’t keep away from you. I can’t rest or work or settle down to anything while things are like this between you and me.
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