“You permitted me then to call you my friend. If not, I have plenty to think about,” she answered, leaning back in her chair, and watching the smoke from her own cigarette curl upwards. “Nothing can cheer me,” he said, “except champagne. There was a coffee equipage on the table, and some sandwiches, and the fire had been recently made up. It was enough. The smell of gunpowder was strong in the room. After the first courses however she scarcely noticed him. She understood. A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind.
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