” Part 2 Her aunt came to meet her outside Canongate, and, being a little confused between what was official and what was merely a rebellious slight upon our national justice, found herself involved in a triumphal procession to the Vindicator Vegetarian Restaurant, and was specifically and personally cheered by a small, shabby crowd outside that rendezvous. “You permitted me then to call you my friend. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. ” “Did it come—in Paris?” “I do not know,” he answered. If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love. \"Well, I hear that you totally slammed the door in his face after he walked you home! Did you know he lives clear on the other side of town and walked three miles home after you slammed him?\" \"No. His face was downcast. “I see the pointer,” she said.
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