‘They’ve gone, miss,’ came the answer, muffled through the panel door. But after a time I learned the ways of the parrakeets, and they would come down to me like doves in the stories. “What night will you dine and go to the theatre with me?—and how about Hurlingham on Saturday?” Anna shook her head. My appearance is genuinely altered for the better. Determined, however, to conquer the feeling as soon as possible, Wood had given orders to have the evening meal served there; but, notwithstanding all his good resolutions upon his first entrance, he had much ado to maintain his self-command. We all get deceived sometimes. I never intended it to be anything but a short story, for I had never completed even the shortest of stories unless forced to in grammar school.
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