His employer retreated into the further apartment, leaving the door ajar. He made some obvious comments on the wide view warming toward its autumnal blaze that spread itself in hill and valley, wood and village, below. ’ He stopped suddenly, dismay creeping into his face. Spurling, as if struck by a sudden idea. To think of him as loving her would make all that different. You have to marry me. She had in her suitcase a small scrapbook, only a few pages, what little information she had gathered on him through the years. Her father was holding her waist, smiling.
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