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Оглавление“I cannot think why you persist in annoying me, Professor van Rakesma.”
“I am not sure myself,” he told Mary mildly. “You are a perpetual thorn in my otherwise disciplined life.” He turned to look at her. “To mix my metaphors, you are like a sore tooth that I’m unable to leave alone.”
Her brown eyes flashed with temper “Well, a thorn, indeed, a sore tooth—whatever next. I should like to know?”
“I’ve been wondering that myself. Do you suppose we might cry quits and become friends?”
Friends, thought Mary wildly Who wants to be friends? And he’s almost a married man.
“Certainly not.”
“You don’t like me?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Good, in that case let us at least assume an armed neutrality.”
