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“A lovely morning,” observed the doctor.
Оглавление“Heavenly—the mist makes everything look like fairyland….”
“A cobweb morning—that’s what it’s called in these parts—did you not know that?”
She smiled up at him. “No, I didn’t. It’s a beautiful description.”
He said seriously, “Yes, and you are a beautiful girl, Alexandra.” He bent his head to kiss her, taking his time about it. Then, “I have to go now,” he told her abruptly, and went.
Alexandra had up till now thought of her flagrant worship of him as a child’s gratitude for what he had done for her. Now she wasn’t so sure. She was very young, of course, but what had age to do with loving someone?
