Too close, he reasoned, for safety. In the circles into which he had been born, the passing on of land was of vital importance. Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. Diane spooned warm apple-rhubarb pie onto the girl’s plates, topping each with scoops of ice cream. He looked no longer at his wife. “You are a thousand times more beautiful,” he said, “than anything else could be. He was a London man of business, spending a small legacy in Paris. “Through there,” he said, and pointed with the pamphlet he was carrying. It’s just to feel—one owns one’s self.
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