It would be pleasant to have that sensation again.

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no one else could give it to her in its fulness; and she could not bear to mar her mood of luxurious retrospection by an act of definite refusal.

She took up her pen and wrote hastily: "TOMORROW AT FOUR;" murmuring to herself, as she slipped the sheet into its envelope: "I can easily put him off when tomorrow comes." Judy Trenor's summons was very welcome to Lily.