She moved her elbow nearer to him and spoke in a still lower tone. " "Who's lost?" demanded Ireton. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. "I say we, because Miss Rachel and I have struck up a match. They were only passers-by. ” “And what do you think I ought to do?” “Exactly!” He lifted a paper-weight and dabbed it gently down again. She threw her arms around Rollo's neck and laid her cheek upon the flea-bitten head.
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