“This wonderful affection of yours for my sister, does it date from your first meeting with her in Paris?” He hesitated. Ah, and put him under if he wakes up. "Time to dress for dinner," said Ruth from behind the curtain. She wished he could smoke and dull his nerves a little. She could tell that he probably wanted to kiss her, but she did not act upon the opportunity. Accounts were now always where he could put his hand on them. “Dear friend,” she said, “remember that you are speaking to one who has failed in the only serious object which she has ever sought to accomplish. For the first time he seemed to wonder what it might be that she had to confess. His face brightened at the sight of her, and he came toward her. She had worn a long skirt that morning, and a roomier sweater that was slightly easier to handle than Shari’s low cut numbers. She looked in the glass over and over as she checked for lint and makeup streaks. He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the scattered leaves of his old manuscripts.
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