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Th a soft little rush she was standing beside him. "How--how do we get
the cushions?" she demanded breathlessly. Stephen Fane dropped his arm,
and Daphne drew back a little at the sudden blaze of wonder in his face.
"Oh," he whispered voicelessly. "Oh, you Loveliness!" He took a step
toward her, and then stood still, clinching his brown hands. Then he
thrust them deep in his pockets, standing very straight. "I do think,"
he said carefully, "I do think you had better go. The fact that I have
tried to make you stay simply proves the particular type of rotter that
I am. Good-by--I'll never forget that you came back." "I am