“I don’t know whether I shall go on,” said Gwen, a novel note of languorous professionalism creeping into her voice. He held in his hands many threads. This was the first young man who had drawn from her something more than speculative interest. After all, she only LOOKED a woman. But that's an infirmity shared by a great many sounder heads than mine.
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