Part 6 They spent the next Sunday in Richmond Park, and mingled the happy sensation of being together uninterruptedly through the long sunshine of a summer’s day with the ample discussion of their position. He fell back upon the pillows with a little moan, clutching the slim white fingers fiercely. "I suspect our friend has thought better of it, and won't come," he remarked. Then he threw the letter at me.
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