The Cab of the Sleeping Horse by John Reed Scott
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"What suggested me?" she asked quickly.
"I suppose it must have been your proximity," he replied easily and instantly. "Wireless," she laughed, "or community of interests?" "I don't know--the impression was vivid enough, while it lasted, for you to have been in the room." "Maybe I was--in spirit." "I'm sure of it," he replied. "How long have you been in Washington, Madeline?" "You should have felt my proximity as soon as I arrived," she responded. "I felt it nearing when you left Paris--and growing closer as time went on. You see, I have a remarkable intuition as--to you." "Charming!" she trilled. "Why not get a _penchant_ for me, as well?" "Maybe I have--and don't venture to declare myself." "You!" she mocked "Meaning that I can't get a _penchant_, or that I am not afraid to declare?" "Both!" she laughed. "Now quit talking nonsense and tell me about |
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