The evenings were dulcet and soft. He beamed as she whispered to 22 him that she had seen a table so fine or tasted such wonders. ’ ‘Remenham House,’ exclaimed Trodger, who had been watching this interchange open-mouthed. ‘I should never have told you. What was his transport on perceiving that a few yards above him a light was burning. The City worried him a good deal, and what energy he had left over he spent partly in golf, a game he treated very seriously, and partly in the practices of microscopic petrography. . You’re a good friend. “In a sense—yes.
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