" "But you will,—won't you?" she rejoined, looking him coaxingly in the face. It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. "No friend like the mother, for the babby knows no other. But, by Jove! it’s going to make our loving a fiercely abstract thing. The signs of tears had all gone, but some subtle change seemed to have stolen into her face. “She has lost something,” he declared, “something which brought the men in crowds around the stage at the ‘Ambassador’s. "Look at it!" he felt like screaming. ” He made a little noise in his throat as if something had cried out within him, and for a time they were both too full for speech. ’ Gerald smiled. ” “That is so,” Anna admitted. ‘Eh bien, I will tell you. She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French fries at a time. It is really amusing. ‘I went to see him because I thought he ought to know about you, having already been imposed upon by our friend Gosse.
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