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A young man
—almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across
the room to her. You are wedged in amongst a crowd, perhaps in the
promenade, you lean over the back, you are almost out of sight. Both ladies were on easy and friendly terms with
all that was best in Morningside Park society; they had an afternoon once a
month that was quite well attended, they sometimes gave musical evenings, they
dined out and gave a finish to people’s dinners, they had a full-sized croquet
lawn and tennis beyond, and understood the art of bringing people together. I loved her
and made love to her, and I don’t think she quite loved me back in the same
way. I can’t forget about your sister. That was the Frenchie, Valade, surely. She wedged the towel between her
legs. The weather's been foul
enough for the last fortnight, but I've never turned my back upon it. That was life.
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