The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. No man knew whence she had come nor why. “It was only yesterday I had your letter, and you never mentioned coming over. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. In this hour its colossal selfishness never occurred to him.
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