And it is not at all his affair. John was
acutely focused upon her now, just as she had wanted
him to be. ” She commented. ’
Her lashes fluttered. I'll remember that. It’s horrible to think of you!”
“You’re an awful brick, Teddy!” she said. "Do you call this frantic glee happiness?"
"It's all the happiness I have known for years," returned the widow, becoming
suddenly calm, "and it's short-lived enough, as you perceive. Over the mantel, set
into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a
man on horseback. If you had taken your degree, for example. Our quarrel's quite over. She could visualize the picture she had presented, particularly the battered
papier-mâché kitbag at her feet.
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