It was wonderful. “Forgive me,” he decided to say at last, and his voice had a little quiver of emotion, and he laid his hand on hers upon her knee. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. She was nearly too giddy still to answer him. For this three weeks had been the hardest of her life. I can get into my clothes.
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