Are you satisfied?’ Grudgingly, Jack Kimble took back the coins. There is so little abandon, so little real joyousness. Fearful that she had given herself away, she sank back down onto her stool. Then she fell into a fever of remorse for the habit of bad language she had acquired. But he was now too deeply moved to trace a certain unsatisfactoriness to its source in a mixture of metaphors. The curtains which she had left drawn were open, and the electric lights were turned on. I’d take it— forgive me if I seem a little urgent—as a sort of proof of friendliness. Brown. Half an hour passed, but Jack did not make his appearance.
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