But his words were borne away by the driving wind. “I’m not nearly so sure as you. It was an odd room, used principally for the reception of guests and visiting dignitaries, packed from end to end with ill-assorted sofas and padded chairs. There was a stain of wine upon her dress. As they passed beneath the thick trees that shade the road to Dollis Hill, the gloom was almost impenetrable. You can test it out on us this Thanksgiving Sunday. ” The tired woman sat still for a moment. He did not even reply to her for several minutes. Where her husband saw only two youngsters in the mating mood, she felt that tragedy in some phase lurked in this room—if only in the loneliness of these two, without kith or kin apparently, thousands of miles from home. It had been his fevered imagination that had endued the garment with some extraordinary value.
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