E. She made noises between weeping and laughter as she went. “Bother it all!” she swore. Even then she had understood vaguely that she had touched upon some philosophy of life: that one was never lonely when alone, only in the midst of crowds. The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear. ’ ‘In one little minute,’ she said, snapping her fingers, ‘it is over and voilà tout. I freely forgive you. And for me there is only one treasure-house. I’ve a dread of love dropping its petals, becoming mean and ugly. Gerald saw her eyes change as she recognised him. "Gad! it's a devilish fine face when lit up. " Neither man spoke. “I’m just in time to say good-bye before I go, father.
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