She closed her eyes and felt again an echo of the swamping warmth that had attacked her when his lips met hers. It was an odd room, used principally for the reception of guests and visiting dignitaries, packed from end to end with ill-assorted sofas and padded chairs. “I HAVE—had one or two talks with him, daddy. “My dear man,” she exclaimed, “wasn’t that a foregone conclusion?” “You treat the matter lightly,” he continued. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. His hair had begun to gray, his belly had just begun to round.
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