He was dressed immaculately in a suit of heavy Shantung silk. The door was locked; but, with the bars of iron, it was speedily burst open. Of what was she thinking? She must rescue herself. The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone. But one changes the style of one's clothes yearly. Why was she noting things like this? Capes seemed selfpossessed and elaborately genial and commonplace, but she knew him to be nervous by a little occasional clumsiness, by the faintest shadow of vulgarity in the urgency of his hospitality. “I am delighted to see you, Mr.
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