“I have nothing to say to you. ’ ‘How do you do?’ Gerald said pleasantly, stepping from the pillared portico and coming down the shallow stairway. During all their long comradeship he had never so much as ventured to hold her fingers. . I'm glad of it, I'm sure; for it's all owing to him his poor mother's here. We meant to make it dinner and a theatre, but you were not home. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. When her shock and the headache subsided, and she remembered that she had been reading the letter when Gosse had accosted her, she looked for it in vain. "It's better," observed Sheppard, meaningly. Presently he felt motion. She sat in a chair in the parlour and regarded the darkening sky through the small casement window. “I feared we might have a fog.
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