“You care that much for me, Valancy?” said Barney incredulously, looking away from the star and into her eyes—her strange, mysterious eyes. “I care—that much,” said Valancy in a low voice. She was trembling. He had called her by her name for the first time. It was sweeter than another man’s caress could have been just to hear him say her name like that. “If we are going to get married,” said Barney, speaking suddenly in a casual, matter-of-fact voice, “some things must be understood.” “Everything must be understood…
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