Some automaton within her produced in a quite unfamiliar voice the remark, “They’re playing football. They were suddenly thrown aside, and a man stepped out from his hiding-place. ’ ‘Will you indeed? Truly?’ His smile held so much tenderness, she was tempted to surrender at once. That old world that had shoved up that silly old hotel, and all the rest of it. His eyes swept the company, and fell upon Melusine with a glare. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters.
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