" "Are you man, or fiend?" exclaimed Trenchard, staring at the stranger, as he concluded his narration. ” Ann Veronica read this letter through with grave, attentive eyes. “Okay. And the less “anything” happened the better. “We must go. "But never mind who, or what I am. ” He stepped past her to the door and closed it. You can’t look me in the eyes and say you don’t care for me. . I cannot explain beyond that. And though I say it that shouldn't say it, no man can tie a better knot. He was tall, slender, and suave. We middle-aged fools and we old fools can no longer dream.
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