. His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to bodily cleanliness. “When can we be alone together?” She asked him, never loosening her grip. They were so nearly alike that the difference would be due to a shaky hand. I never intended it to be anything but a short story, for I had never completed even the shortest of stories unless forced to in grammar school. ” Her hand fell back into her lap. The expression, however, which would chiefly have interested a beholder, was that of settled and profound melancholy. That same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now became uppermost again. ’ She ended on a note of sheer frustration, clenched fists beating the air. "You knew better than to bring her here under the circumstances. It appeared he had already ordered dinner and wine, and the whiskered waiter waved in his subordinate with the soup forthwith.
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