I was a novelty. The little matter of an accent may be misleading, I grant you, but —’ He was interrupted, and with impatience. Do you want me, too?” “Yes,” she whispered foolishly, in the throes of rapture. “My chief,” he said, “took it into his head to have an impromptu dinner party. Each became frightfully aware of the other as a plastic energetic body, of the strong muscles of neck against cheek, of hands gripping shoulder-blade and waist.
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