"Why did I want it under my pillow?" he asked. She walked through the office to the door, aimlessly. What lends a tragic mockery to all these tender traps of hers was that she was within lawful bounds. As soon as dinner was over she went into the kitchen and devoted herself to compiling a tray—not a tray merely of halfcooled dinner things, but a specially prepared “nice” tray, suitable for tempting any one. I do want them.
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