It would not burden him with any obligation. I wish very much that you had written before leaving Paris. ’ ‘So that you may interest yourself in my affairs even more?’ ‘Then I will go with you,’ he offered. ’ He made a pretence of rising and making a sortie to the corner to see if anyone was there. “Why did you lie to that man?” he asked fiercely. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk.
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