She wrote it down. The thought passed through his mind even as he started to cross the terrace at a jogtrot, moving to head her off. The delay was only momentary. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. Come in! Come in, do. He leaned towards her, laid his hand tenderly upon hers.
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