"
"How?"
"He said you would be a much lovelier woman at thirty than you are now."
"And that frightened you?" laughed Leonore.
"Terribly. If you are that I shall have to give up law and politics
entirely, so as to see enough of you."
"But what has that to do with my lunching with you?"
"Do you think I could work at law with you in the next room?"
"Don't you want me? I thought it was such a nice plan."
"It is. If your other favor is like that I shan't know what to say. I
shall merely long for you to ask favors."
"This is very different. Will you try to understand me?"
"I shan't misunderstand you, at all events." Which was a crazy speech
for any man to make any woman.
"Then, dear, I want to speak of that terrible time--only for a moment,
dear. You mustn't think I don't believe what you said. I do! I do! Every
word of it, and to prove it to you I shall never speak of it again. But
when I've shown you that I trust you entirely, some stormy evening, when
we've had the nicest little dinner together at your rooms, and I've
given you some coffee, and bitten your cigar for you, I shall put you
down before the fire, and sit down in your lap, as I am doing now, and
put my arms about your neck so, and put my cheek so.
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