“I wonder what he takes me for?” When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict, a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face. She laughed softly, and leaned across the table. “I first saw you crossing the river Arno, after a spring rain had spoiled the day for everyone except the ducks.
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