The Strange Attraction
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“Why have you been crying, old girl?” he asked softly, gripping one of her bare shoulders.
“I can’t help it—those men ———”
He did not believe that was the whole truth, but he was comforted by her good intention. And it was much easier to believe her than to question her. And there are moods when half truths do not trouble one very much. He began to kiss her hair.
“I know, dear. But don’t let’s think about it any more. It’s made me feel awfully lonely.”
“And me too,” she said settling against him.
