Who knows?—on the analogy of “Squiggles” she might come to call him “Mangles!” “I don’t think I can ever marry any one,” she said, and fell suddenly into another set of considerations that perplexed her for a time. It was not due to shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. . She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. Either it was an unfortunate recovery of a trail, or he had followed her from Mayfair.
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