‘Difficult, I grant you. As they kissed goodbye, she hoped that he felt the same reluctance to part. “You knew it,” he added, in her momentary silence. He's a cutie. If only to say goodbye. They had chosen to deliberately and wickedly insult a lady who had done her best to entertain them for many weeks. There stepped forth a tall brown man. To be near someone, even someone who made a pretense of friendliness, to hear voices, her own intermingling, would serve as a rehabilitating tonic. He did not speak for a moment. I didn’t think—I don’t know what I thought.
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