” “Can’t we arrange something? Can’t we make a sort of treaty?” “He wouldn’t keep it. “Indeed, no,” he answered. It is different. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise. His hand flew across the paper.
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