They took their places at a distant table. What had been happening all this time? ‘Do you tell me he has not again left his apartment?’ ‘Only to go to some party or other Monday night,’ Kimble said. ” He moved himself from the recliner to the couch and patted a cushion. “I don’t believe there is one. . Not far from him was a knot of lads drinking, swearing, and playing at dice as eagerly and as skilfully as any of the older hands. He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. ‘Say it. Brendon suggests supper at the Carlton. He took a handful of almonds and raisins that she held out to him—for both these young people had given up the practice of going out for luncheon—and kept her hand for a moment to kiss her finger-tips.
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