But tell me how have you escaped from the confinement in which you were placed—come and sit by me—here—upon the bed—give me your hand—and tell me all about it. But there was something else; and in his befogged mental state the comparison eluded him. The girl who had just left the room was as great a mystery to him now as on the afternoon when he had met her in Piccadilly and taken her to tea. Lucy knocked again. Until at last I persuaded him to go to bed. As she came in this morning she saw that the lamp was still burning in the study; so she stopped at the door. ” “I didn’t understand—your idea of making love. That night in his den he smoked many pipes. That’s really what I want to discuss. Love-making at first hand is dull enough. .
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