’ ‘Well, sir? Who is “she”? Not my granddaughter, I take it. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters. It still failed in something. She receded into the entryway, opening her palm and gesturing as if there were an imaginary red carpet rolled out for visitors. ” “Above all, no one except I can know what you are. ” “And in Paris——” “In Paris,” he interrupted, “she was a very delightful companion, but beyond that —one did not take her seriously.
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