As she crossed the square, almost within a stone’s throw of her lodgings, she came face to face with Courtlaw. I often wonder why the young always take us ancients for nambypamby creatures. ‘You cannot read my mind at all, monsieur. He motioned the young man to the rear chair, because at that hour the youth appeared to be a quantity close to zero. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a hill. A young man with shiny frock coat and very high collar, advanced towards her languidly. He is steeped in the conventions. She felt a cheat and a sneak to his unsuspecting retreating back. There was a Greyhound bus that she was overdue to ride.
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