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They were on their way back home, or so she had thought. Getting back the ice was rather a serious affair. The man who came to our rooms, you know, that night was his friend. They were exquisite. And Ramage too—about Ramage there would always be that air of avidity, that air of knowledge and inquiry, the mixture of things in his talk that were rather good with things that were rather poor. She resolved not to allow him or her hunger detract from the performance at hand, as it would be a special one, an evening to be remembered in the gray days to follow like a precious jewel. “Do you play an instrument?” “I play the fiddle sometimes. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. Alors, one must steel oneself. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. An influence of this description appeared to be exerted on the present occasion. “But, how,” he said, sitting up astonished beyond measure, “not go on?” “I have been thinking while you have been talking.
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