The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. She began to want to lay her head down on his chest but absolutely denied herself. Diedermeyer, sweetheart? He just went in. That was the true marvel of it. “Let us put the lamp out,” she said; “the flames are ever so much better for talking,” and Ann Veronica agreed. We leave this room together. . “It’s unforgivable of me to call, Miss Stanley,” he said, shaking hands in a peculiar, high, fashionable manner; “but you know you said we might be friends. But I do hope, Vee, I do hope—this is the end of these adventures. You are a girl with very little. One glance through the window at that picturesque head had been sufficient. I wanted to speak to you first.
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