When I went I was refused admittance. He was alert, well-groomed, and yet—perhaps in contrast with the more volatile French type—there was a suggestion of weight about him, not to say heaviness. . “How odd that I should almost spring into your arms just on my doorstep!” she remarked gaily. “You did good!” She closed her eyes and rested in the moment, imagining a normal life where she would go to college, have babies with John, watch her children have children, live, and die as she had always wanted to. She had, poor inexperienced fool, given herself away. A moistened velvet touch found her tongue.
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