“I have come for an explanation,” she said. ” She whispered. Her eyes were perhaps a little brighter than usual, the firelight played about her hair, there seemed to him to be a sudden softening of the straight firm mouth. She recalled him. She was very pretty. "Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. I am carrying back a hundred new books and forty new records for the piano-player.
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