She stepped backwards. ” The tall young man dropped his eye-glass and smiled. So far it had been plain sailing, and it had seemed fairly evident to go on: “I find it very difficult to answer your letter. ” “I am your friend,” he said slowly, “whatever you may have to tell me. ” It was a tiny little room, daintily furnished, individual in its quaint colouring, and the masses of perfumed flowers set in strange and unexpected places. “There is no—Good God!” he exclaimed. Living, he knew that he would never send that letter. “Do you like my dress?” “Yes, the dress is beautiful, but you are much more beautiful than any dress. The gardens were tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose: flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables.
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