” He left the room, and she stood motionless, with flaming cheeks, listening to his retreating footsteps. He disappeared into its thick doors like a magician’s rabbit. Moreover, he's a Yale University man, and he'd be good company. ” The man nodded. The knowledge breathed into her heart a satisfying warmth. ‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. Businesswomen in pointy-toed shoes swooned coyly in his direction, tipping their noses over their glossy magazines to admire 273 him.
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