At the back of her mind, dim and yet disconcerting, was the perception that she herself did not know what she wanted. I do not think that I have the Bohemian spirit at all. This salute of his—actually the first she could remember—while it did not disturb her, began to lead her thoughts into new channels of speculation. Drink for him had a queer phase. What was the wench at? Yet he could not maintain this stand off forever. So he made merry at the dinner table, told comic stories, and was astonished at the readiness with which she grasped the comic side of life. He wanted her named Mary. \"Lucy?\" He called her as she turned. I have heard of you from my husband.
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