“Thanks, Cathy. . She shrank from him as he gripped her hand more forcibly. A town called Foster. I should say that you owed me considerable. ‘You’re the most troublesome wretch I’ve ever encountered,’ he told her bitterly. She lunched at a creamery in Great Portland Street, and as the day was full of wintry sunshine, spent the rest of the lunch-hour in a drowsy gloom, which she imagined to be thought upon the problems of her position, on a seat in Regent’s Park. ‘Can you not open it?’ she cried. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would sit down at the piano and play. “What the devil are you doing star-gazing here?” Ennison looked at him in surprise. “Don’t you have a wife? Where are your children?” She asked. But before the Grieg concerto was done, she knew that she was free.
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