Let’s go up to my room. Don't suppose," she added, with a scornful glance at her helpmate, "that I would pay him the compliment of thinking he could possibly be the father of such a boy as you. It made her hungry. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke. She thought me— filthy. ’ He closed the panel and came slowly out of the little dressing-room, Roding at his heels. . “Had the pleasure of dining with you at the ‘Ambassador’s’ one night, before the show, you know—last September I think it was. ” He rowed a stroke and watched the swirl of water from his oar broaden and die away. She wanted to think of him as her beloved person, to be near him and watch him, to have him going about, doing this and that, saying this and that, unconscious of her, while she too remained unconscious of herself.
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