You couldn’t help it. When he had finished he took up the wine list and ordered a bottle of dry champagne. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. I have no intention of arresting you. A fire enveloped her, a fire which was strangely healing, filling her heart with warmth, blotting out the menace of the world. “Forgive me,” he said, “but I want to hear it from your sister. She lit the cigarette with a tiny Kelly green drugstore lighter.
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