” He left her where she was, crying in the doorway. “I loathe afternoon concerts, and——” She was really like her sister he thought, impressed for a moment by the soft brilliancy of her smile. She wrenched her head away from his grip and got her arm between his chest and hers. It was at his side below the breast, hidden by the dark colour of his close-fitting jacket. It is the worst of talk under such social circumstances that it is always getting cut off so soon as it is beginning; and I went home that afternoon feeling I had said nothing—literally nothing—of the things I had meant to say to you and that were coursing through my head.
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