They sat down, presently, in the two big leather chairs, opposite each other. "Well?" queried David. "Want the truth?" "Nothing but the truth." "I feel," considered Ross, "as though I were out of the world, in some sort of place halfway between heaven and hell, where nothing could possibly happen." "Whew-w!" whistled David. "And yet," she finished, "where it's perfectly heavenly to be--for a time, anyhow." "That last doesn't help it much. In other words, you're no recluse. Probably you're homesick this minute for T…
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