Nigel Ennison was my very good friend, but there is not the slightest reason for your not marrying him, if you wish to do so. " "Make an effort, Madam," cried Mrs. Earles scratched his chin for a moment thoughtfully. Only he hated the words he uttered, hated the blunt honesty which forced them from his lips. “Do you think he’s still around?” She paused thoughtfully. If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget.
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