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" "The Black Lion!" echoed Terence. “It is very nice of you to come, but I do not think for the present, at any rate, I could give him any other answer. ” It occurred to her that she had never seen her father dining out before, never watched him critically as an equal. It was painted in the early seventeenth century by a minor artist named DuPre. She thought of how much she wanted to eat the foods she had once feasted on that now smelled as innocuous as spring flowers. He was normal now, and the coat was only a coat. In the periphery of her vision, she saw the door pulled back. Her complexion had resisted the snow-glare wonderfully; her skin had only deepened its natural warmth a little under the Alpine sun. “I want,” he said, with a white hand outstretched, “to take you out to tea.
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