He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. His hand went with an almost instinctive inquiry to his jawbone again. Pilgrim's Progress, The Life of Martin Luther and Alice in Wonderland (the only fairy-story she had been permitted to read) were the sum total of her library. This formality irked her: she wanted to play a little, romp. \"Well, I hear that you totally slammed the door in his face after he walked you home! Did you know he lives clear on the other side of town and walked three miles home after you slammed him?\" \"No.
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