” He shook his head, and his eyes and the mouth under the black mustache wrinkled with his smile. Her own pack was so light that she left it in the locker. It is that, is it not?” “No,” he answered readily. She met his eyes for a moment, and could not interpret their expression. He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life. She did not have to investigate that his door was locked. A riding-habit is all I have seen. Anna admitted the fact.
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