“Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek. You're the first widow I ever heard of who could withstand that lure. You DO understand?” “Who cares for most people?” she said, not looking at him. He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing on to the tablecloth. I shall count it a privilege. No hair to fall awry, no powder to displace, no ruffles to crush; men are lucky.
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