She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. "Do you compare your love—a love which all may purchase—with hers? No one has ever loved me. That wasn’t even the worst thing. “You go home,” he said, at parting; “you go home. I don’t want to influence you unduly—But—They’re artistic people, Vee. “Smirched!. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song.
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