“But I’m afraid you are going to be in a hopeless minority here as regards me. Bu I can speak to that point. You see, it is that I begin to like you, even that you are of this disposition extremely interfering. How can he help you?” She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his heart beat to music. His body went limp, and as he withdrew she ironically found herself at the doorway for the first time in her life of being truly aroused. He appeared suddenly from the infinite in the neighborhood of the Burlington Arcade, crossing the pavement toward her and with his eyes upon her. ” “Happy Birthday to you.
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