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Understand what it means to have to stop and thinkwhether one can afford a telegram? But I've always had toconsider such things. And I mustn't stay here any longernow I must try to get a night train for Joigny. Even ifthe Prada can't take me in, I can go to the hotel: it willcost less than staying here. She paused again and thenexclaimed: I ought to have thought of that sooner; I oughtto have telegraphed yesterday! But I was sure I should hearfrom them today; and I wanted oh, I DID so awfully polo moncler wantto stay! She threw a troubled look at Timberland. Do youhappen to remember, she asked, what time it was when youposted my letter? A Timberland was still standing on her threshold. As she put thequestion he entered the room and closed the door behind him.

His heart was beating a little faster than usual and he hadno clear idea of what he was about to do or say, beyond thedefinite conviction that, whatever passing impulse ofexpiation moved him, he would not be fool enough to tell her prada uk that he had not sent her letter. He knew that mostwrongdoing works, on the whole, less mischief than itsuseless confession; and this was clearly a case where apassing folly might be turned, by avowal, into a seriousoffense. I'm so sorry so sorry; but you must let me help you. Youwill let me help you? he said. He took her hands and pressed them together between his, counting on a friendly touch to help out the insufficiencyof words. He felt her yield slightly to his clasp, andhurried outlet moncler on without giving her time to answer. Isn't it a pity to spoil our good time together byregretting anything you might have done to prevent ourhaving it? She drew back, freeing her hands. Her face, losing its lookof appealing confidence, was suddenly sharpened by distrust.

You didn't forget to post my letter? Timberland stood before her, constrained and ashamed, and evermore keenly aware that the betrayal of his distress must bea greater offense than its concealment. What an insinuation he cried, throwing out his hands witha laugh. Her face instantly melted to laughter. Well, then IWON'T be sorry; I won't regret anything except that ourgood time is over! The words were so unexpected that they routed all hisresolves. If she had gone on doubting him he could probablyhave gone on deceiving her; but her unhesitating acceptanceof his word made him hate the part he was playing. At thesame moment a doubt shot up its serpenthead in his ownbosom. Was it not he rather than she who was childishly outlet moncler

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