We smirk, and we’re a bit—furtive. She wondered what the problem was, why the buildup? She wanted to go to his apartment that evening but stayed herself. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. It is that, is it not?” “No,” he answered readily. Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send you to bed. And her kind of love forgives everything and anything but infidelity.
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