The dusky obscurity of the room was twice welcome. We can be married tomorrow in Paris. . She drew up a chair and sat down, putting her palm on the damp, cold forehead. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. The echo of those kindly words seemed still to ring in her ears. “I am very much obliged for the tea,” she said.
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