“Please let me drive you home. ‘Do not beg my pardon. "Auntie?" he cried. Only he hated the words he uttered, hated the blunt honesty which forced them from his lips. “Rhea will return soon. I must apologize, I suppose, for speaking to you, but your appearance certainly indicated that you were in some sort of trouble, and you were becoming—pardon me—an object of comment to the passers-by. Why had she married him, off-hand, like that? She did not love him, or he knew nothing of love signs.
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