A drunken idea, Ah Cum had called it. I was in the front row, and I fancied she smiled at me. “In any case, I decline to see you alone. ” She stirred gently in her chair. I often think of those delightful evenings in Paris. “Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. You see, it is that I begin to like you, even that you are of this disposition extremely interfering. “There have been other times,” he said a little sadly.
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