I doubt I hold any interest for him anymore. There was. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. And let's see if either of these women, who prate of their love for you, will do as much.
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