There was a round table covered, not with the usual “tapestry” cover, but with a plain green cloth that went passably with the wall-paper. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. “We’ve made out but we haven’t had sex. “I will come—with pleasure,” she said, “if you will promise to treat me as a new acquaintance—not to refer to—Paris—at all. You’ll never see the light of day as long as you live. Earles’ waiting-room who would march you straight off to a registrar’s office. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. The world is like a peppery horse. "I'll tell you," answered Jonathan, sternly.
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