They are both silent for a little while, and then Dorothy says, softly,—,
"She's the girl my mother wanted me to marry, you know," goes on Rodney, unobservant, as men always are, of the small signals of distress hung out by his companion.,
Still she hesitates, and he is not slow to notice the eloquent pause..
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