Her body rose up to meet his in a cat-like stretch and she smiled. You seemed, he thought, to have some grievance which you would not explain and which he thought must arise from a misunderstanding. He walked hastily to the side of the broad pavement and summoned a fiacre. “You’re not a virgin, are you?” It was as much an accusation as a question. Kneebone assured her that he did say so; and, as a further proof of his sincerity, squeezed her hand very warmly under the table.
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