Part 6 They spent the next Sunday in Richmond Park, and mingled the happy sensation of being together uninterruptedly through the long sunshine of a summer’s day with the ample discussion of their position. . His eyes were bright with the hunt. He went in and leaned, panting, against one wall. It may be instinctive; it may be that children vaguely realize that at the end of all wedding journeys is disillusion. It had her raven locks, her pouting lips. He tore his gaze away, aware of the quickening of his heartbeat. One morning he caught her hand suddenly and kissed it. You’re a good friend. ’ ‘A mistake, I agree.
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