Ships That Pass in the Night by Beatrice Harraden
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companionship. The fresh air, and the change of surroundings, will have
done me good." His reply was characteristic of him. "It is the least disagreeable day I have spent for many months," he said quietly. "Let me settle with you for the sledge now," she said, drawing out her purse, just as they came in sight of the Kurhaus. They settled money matters, and were quits. Then he helped her out of the sledge, and he stooped to pick up the shawl she dropped. "Here is the shawl you are always dropping," he said. "You're rather cold, aren't you? Here, come to the restaurant and have some brandy. Don't make a fuss. I know what's the right thing for you!" She followed him to the restaurant, touched by his rough kindness. He himself took nothing, but he paid for her brandy. That evening after _table-d'hôte_, or rather after he had finished his dinner, he rose to go to his room as usual. He generally went off without a remark. But to-night he said: "Good-night, and thank you for your companionship. It has been my birthday to-day, and I've quite enjoyed it." |
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