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Rhoda Fleming

CHAPTER XI
15/23

Come, drink with me, my dearest.

One sip." She was coaxed by degrees to empty a glass.

She had a gentle heart, and could not hold out long against a visible lively kindliness.

It pleased him that she should bow to him over fresh bubbles; and they went formally through the ceremony, and she smiled.

He joked and laughed and talked, and she eyed him a faint sweetness.


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