The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. He was standing up with the telegram crumpled in his hand. In addition, the Fadden Dance business, all out of proportion, occupied the whole foreground of her thoughts and threw a color of rebellion over everything. ‘Damn you, what’s the matter with you?’ he snapped in frustration. I was supposed to do the same, but I didn’t. He waved to her. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. The petals have fallen—the red petals we loved so.
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