’ Roding started. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. She attempted by a sheer act of will to end the scene, to will herself out of it anywhere. ‘Still—here? Wasting your—time. \"I had a good time tonight.
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