’ She waved towards a handy table to one side which was piled high with so many volumes, it looked in imminent danger of crashing to the floor. I took the usual way home. On that night,—that fatal night,—Winifred crushed all the hopes that were rising in my heart. She would write to Gerald. Part 2 The next morning was as dark and foggy as if it was mid-November instead of early March. ’ ‘But, no,’ She dimpled. My mind is full of ideas and images that I have been cherishing and accumulating—dreams of travelling side by side, of lunching quietly together in some jolly restaurant, of moonlight and music and all that side of life, of seeing you dressed like a queen and shining in some brilliant throng—mine; of your looking at flowers in some old-world garden, our garden—there are splendid places to be got down in Surrey, and a little runabout motor is quite within my means. One is always familiar with the business of one’s neighbours. The man’s as obstinate as a mule. But the whole set of some three or four shelves were of wood.
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