“You MUST,” he said, “because of my depression. . “Now,” he said, “no one can blunder in upon us. ” He took his place by her side, and they talked lightly of London, the shops and people. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. She spoke readily enough, but there was a new timidity in her manner.
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