Love stories!… A sob rushed into her throat, and to smother it she buried her face in a pillow. She crawled over and caught at the skirts of this white woman who understood. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. She wore a black satin dress, a little shiny at the seams, a purposeless bow of white tulle at the back of her neck, and a huge chatelaine. She drifted, via Theobald’s Road, obliquely toward the region about Titchfield Street. It is like a second honeymoon. Manning,” she said, “for a time—Will you tell no one? Will you keep this—our secret? I’m doubtful—Will you please not even tell my aunt?” “As you will,” he said. Her likeness to her sister gave him at first almost a shock; a moment afterwards he was conscious of a wonderful sense of relief. Then the hotel manager struck his palms together sharply, and two Chinese "boys" came pattering in from the dining room. " "Winny," said Thames, tenderly, "something which that self-sufficient fool has said has so far done me a service in enabling me to speak upon a subject which I have long had upon my lips, but have not had courage to utter. He began to tell me something—and stopped.
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