Sheppard, falling on her knees. . I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from them. The inner apartment was rather gracefully furnished with a thick, fine Turkish carpet, a good brass fender, a fine old bureau, and on the walls were engravings of two young girls’ heads by Greuze, and of some modern picture of boys bathing in a sunlit pool. Shari’s head poked out of the bathroom where she had been preoccupied with preparations for her morning shower. Her hair was the one part of her that did not exude the air of wealth. “Are you free tomorrow? Should I call?” He asked. "What in the world is it?" he asked.
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