” “I have been abroad,” he said. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers. What with these converging roofs that shut out all but a hand's breadth of the sky, sunshine was rare at this point. We WERE thieves. And you know all about that shot. Blueskin is booked. And one must—some of it must slip through one’s fingers. I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from them. Yet her hands dropped, and she sighed deeply. He turned in at the club.
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