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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

beef?' `That's all, really. I throw up entirely if I have anything hot in the middle of the day.') So if he had married Miss Masters, he would have had cold beef for lunch every day. There you are. Oh, let's get back to Westaways, and away from swindlers and bloodsuckers, and satyrs like Ormsby. Spring was here, summer at Westaways with Sylvia. Going up to London for the day with her, going up without her and being met by her, coming back to Sylvia ... and to the flowers in the garden, and the pink and white blossom drifting from the trees.
`Really?' said Reginald. `Whatever did you do?'
His eyes wandered away from her, and suddenly he saw Sylvia. Sylvia! Lunching with somebody, somebody hidden by the projecting wall from him, and talking eagerly, smiling at that unknown man.
Ormsbyl Of coursel And in an instant he felt a passion of hatred against Oxmsby, and for one terrifying instant a complete hatred of Sylvia. After last night - this! Then her companion leant forward, and he saw that it was just Mr. Fondevexil.
Gratitude and remorse, and love for Sylvia, so flooded him with happiness that he could hardly breathe. He wanted to get up and wave his arms. He wanted to rush over to Sylvia, and, kneeling at her feet, ask her to forgive him. He wanted to kiss Miss Masters. Well, he would on the first-night, you see if he didn't, and Coral Bell, and everybody. Except Mr. Venture. Oh, Sylvia, thank you, thank you!
`I say, I'm terribly sorry,' said Reginald, turning back to Miss Masters with a sudden realization, which did not, however, impede his happy smile, that he was being rude to her. `But I've just seen -'
He was saved from anything so mottled, so dim so

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