I don't threaten idly, as you know. “Yet it is my last evening, and I think —if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it. Dare you?” “Do you mean NOW?” “At the end of the session. There were seven tales in all—short stories—a method of expression quite strange to her, after the immense canvases of Dickens and Hugo. This done, she waited at the side of the bed; but he gave no sign that he was conscious of her nearness. All four people moved a little nervously into the drawing-room, maintaining a sort of fluttered amiability of sound and movement. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart. " She departed reluctantly. Perhaps," she added, in a whisper, as she appropriated the beforenamed article, "he has a pocket-book. If you don’t eat humble-pie now you may live to fare worse later.
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