Pg. 21

muttered.
with the movement
it's silly. Why
with her ?"
"I wish I'd never
now." A trace of spite
there was a time."


held nothing
ped on the flame,
"You're an angel,"
rattle-brained angel."
"Oh, am I ?" Suppose
many minutes
lock this morning


gesture with his head
demanded : "Did you see
"No."

"Honestly ?"