He had known her for years. He had seen a good deal of her—in more ways
than one.
He had sat across the parlor from her; she had, of course, crossed her
legs; he had seen her trim ankles, her…
He had seen her at the seashore, wearing her tantalizing, silky bathing
suit, with its short dress, with its cute little slippers, with its…
He had seen her in her traveling suit; in her cape; in her house dress;
in her…
He had seen her at full dress affairs, and considering these dresses as
they are, he had, of course, seen…
But it was not until a long, long while that he approximated the
ultimatum. It was just a parlor date—one of many—which did not give
promise of being any different from all the others. But one thing will
lead to another! Finally, by a little slip of the arm, by a little
jerk of the head, a little this, and a little that, some hairpins
came out; her hair hung a little loosely at the sides; and—essence of
compromise!—he saw her ears!
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