But luncheon and dinners you will sit at my table. ’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest. During the previous night he had been restless; and in the lonely dragging hours his thoughts had raced in an endless circle—action without progress. An iron fillet secured the socket of the bolt and the box of the lock to the main post of the doorway. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated. She cocked her head.
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