"'Bye, Miss Collins." Ross walked on down the corridor, shaken by the meeting, brief though it had been, and well as she had played her part of pleasant casualness. Seeing David MacRoss was a thing she couldn't do and remain secure in her conviction that she had taken the only conceivable and necessary course. He was so desirable, he was so disturbing, he was so dear! And she had put him a million miles away, and he would never come back.... She didn't want him back. She wanted him back with every fiber of her rest…
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