She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it. It was a night well-fitted to their enterprise, calm, still, and profoundly dark. She laughed a little bitterly. Love stories!… A sob rushed into her throat, and to smother it she buried her face in a pillow. “But how can you?” asked Constance. ‘It was your son who left the place empty then?’ he asked. “You told me that in the Zoological Gardens.
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