"I have a token to deliver to you," continued the stranger, addressing her. It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed. 'It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known. She shuddered, adding confidentially, ‘You wouldn’t get me in there now, mind. This year—I’ve got it badly. We always go out to dinner on holidays. The touch of her hands was pleasurable. She offers me no explanation, permits me absolutely no hope.
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