" "Aye!" was McClintock's inaudible affirmative. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. Passing thought. He was plainly attired in a riding-dress and boots of the period, and wore a hanger by his side. We’ll go to the shops. He had been on the point of leaving the restaurant. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. But he held the smile until she turned away from the curtain. He would ask her to come to dinner with him in some little Italian or semiBohemian restaurant in the district toward Soho, or in one of the more stylish and magnificent establishments about Piccadilly Circus, and for the most part she did not care to refuse.
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