I want to talk to you, and I must return tomorrow. I am up to the ears in it all— every moment I can spare. ” She shook her head deliberately, hopelessly. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. She sat on the edge of her bed and looked about her, at her room, at the row of black-covered books and the pig’s skull. How could you draw the curtain aside which hides the great and holy places of life—you, who have never loved?” “You have become French to the core,” she murmured. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. It is not at all what I expected either.
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