’ A panel slid open and she stepped into the relative light of the little dressingroom, Kimble close behind her. Out of the beaten track! He must not appear too eager. A moment afterwards, the door was closed and bolted, and the carpenter found himself alone. “Why not?” He repeated, demanding. The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. “He wants me to have dinner at his parent’s house tonight,” still looking at a series of spots on the carpeting.
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