They reached Briarcliff before it was quite dark. They were shown to a room overlooking a pleasant vista of woods and hills. The bellboy left their bags and went away. She stood looking out the window. “The view is nice, isn’t it, Steve.” He came and stood close to her looking out the window. He said, “Look here, Lisbeth. Are you having a frightfully bad time of it? Are you unhappy? Would you like me to go away? I would, if you wanted me to.” She said, “No. Really no. I am embarrassed. It is embarrassing to be stan…
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