The curtain tinkled as her head brushed it, but he neither saw nor heard. He pressed the long shapely hand warmly in his. “Let me help you,” he begged. He thought he heard a scraping sound as he turned the handle. The stranger with a bow returned to his table. He said simply that he wanted her to live at home. She thought study would be better. I’ll buzz him for you. It was like pouring a strong acid over dulled metal.
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