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III

           Thenhecamebackandpausedbeforeher.“Onthealternativeofmarryingme.”

           Theslowcolor—evenherblushesseemeddeliberate—rosetoherlowerlids;herlipsstirred,butthewordsresolvedthemselvesintoasmileandshewaited.

           Hetookanotherturn,withthethwartedstepofthemanwhosenervousexasperationescapesthroughhismuscles.

           “AndtothinkthatinfifteenyearsIshallhaveabigpractice!”

           Hereyestriumphedforhim.“Inless!”

           “Thecursedironyofit!WhatdoIcareforthemanIshallbethen?It’sslavingone’slifeawayforastranger!”Hetookherhandsabruptly.“You’llgotoCannes,Isuppose,orMonteCarlo?IheardHollingsworthsayto-daythathemeanttotakehisyachtovertotheMediterranean—”

           Shereleasedherself.“Ifyouthinkthat—”

           “Idon’t.IalmostwishIdid.Itwouldbeeasier,Imean.”Hebrokeoffincoherently.“IbelieveyourAuntVirginiadoes,though.ShesomehowconnotesHollingsworthandtheMediterranean.”Hecaughtherhandsagain.“Alexa—ifwecouldmanagealittleholesomewhereoutoftown?”

           “Couldwe?”shesighed,halfyielding.

           “Inoneofthoseplaceswheretheymakejokesaboutthemosquitoes,”hepressedher.“Couldyougetonwithoneservant?”

           “Couldyougetonwithoutvarnishedboots?”

           “Promisemeyouwon’tgo,then!”

           “Whatareyouthinkingof,Stephen?”

           “Idon’tknow,”hestammered,thequestiongivingunexpectedformtohisintention

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