This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1913 Excerpt: ...not have known you," she exclaimed, as she took the seat he offered her. "Where have you been keeping yourself--and the Titian-haired one, what's become of her?" He answered her rather laconically: "Haven't seen her for a couple of years." She continued to study his face. "Well, you certainly have changed, Ben," she ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1913 Excerpt: ...not have known you," she exclaimed, as she took the seat he offered her. "Where have you been keeping yourself--and the Titian-haired one, what's become of her?" He answered her rather laconically: "Haven't seen her for a couple of years." She continued to study his face. "Well, you certainly have changed, Ben," she mused on. "We've missed you on the Way." She went on sprightly, probably for an effect upon those at the near-by tables, since getting up and approaching a man's table had come to be looked upon as not quite a proper thing. "Yes, I was just telling Mabel--you remember Mabel, Mrs. Rokher, of course--well, I was telling her just the other day that you were one of the people who seemed to be wiped off the map, all of a sudden. I came near calling--" "What'll you have?" asked Greenfield, as the waiter shadowed their conversation. "Oh, I ought to get back--but bring me the same," she turned to the waiter--"a silver fizz." She stopped to fix her back hair, aided by her reflection in a near-by mirror. "What was I saying? " she asked, after a moment. Greenfield smiled, with the smile that comes to the face of a man who is bored and yet blames himself for causing it. "You were telling me how you intended telephoning, I think." "Oh, yes." Then she went on, relating in stereotype fashion how others had asked about him, and the ordeals she had passed through since she had last seen him. While she talked Greenfield looked at the forced vivaciousness, covering the hunger in her eyes; he studied the heightened color of her cheeks, the sallowness of hu throat. And as she continued, he unconsciously remem bered how really pretty she had been in the ...
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