He had
made it even easier by walking up the steps instead of
taking the elevator. “Now step aside, I have
some business to attend to. "
He stared at the agitated curtain; and slowly his chin sank until it touched his
chest. “Can you spare me a moment?” he asked. “Yes,” she answered, looking away. \" Diane chirped once again, ever-musical. "
This she did carefully, but inwardly commenting that he was still in the realm of
strange fancies. He would raise her up once again, ply her
with silks and jewels again, all of the accoutrements of the
new generation: the cars, the toys, the restaurants, and the
prestige. A thing
which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should
be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. The winters were terrible in cold climates, and she
often had been driven to dig herself large underground
pits where she waited it out like a mole in the cold
months. "What poet was that?"
"Stevenson. ’ He
clenched his fists and grew red in the face. I've
seen him often do it.
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