“Just think about what you are asking, John, please. “You frighten me!” He smiled at her indulgently. She had a horrible glimpse of the once nice little old lady being also borne stationward, still faintly battling and very muddy—one lock of grayish hair straggling over her neck, her face scared, white, but triumphant. “Forgive me,” he decided to say at last, and his voice had a little quiver of emotion, and he laid his hand on hers upon her knee. She said that she dated him to be closer to me. They took their places at a distant table.
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