She put out her hands to avoid his embrace. Shamefaced curiosities began to come back into her mind, thinly disguised as literature and art. “If you wish,” he said, “I will go there in the morning and see what can be done for him. Last time— you made me feel snubbed. Some shadow of reserve seemed to have crept up between them.
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