. “And, after all, I am just one common person!” She watched the throb of the arteries in the stem of her neck, and put her hand at last gently and almost timidly to where her heart beat beneath her breast. They exchanged greetings with the clarinetist. He spent the remainder of the afternoon looking for a friend whom he found at last in the billiard room of one of the smaller clubs to which he belonged. Please to let me go there. Her heart ached; and that puzzled her. The gong will go at seven-thirty. She remained for a few moments standing as though listening to his retreating footsteps. She found she could do her microscope work all the better for being in love. “What’s wrong?” He asked as she shifted awkwardly.
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