It was as if he could smell it on her. Heard voices. "How very fortunate it is," he observed, "that I happened to call upon Mr. We married, and for a time we were happy. “Of course, one lives differently in Paris, but then—Paris is Paris. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. “You remind me of a little blue stone I had once. His eyes caught at hers with passionate inquiries.
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