"
Selwyn forced a laugh, then sat up on the bed's edge and looked around
at the unpapered walls.
"Boots--you won't say to--to anybody what sort of a place I've been
living in--"
"No; but I will if you try to come back here."
So Selwyn stood up and began to remove his dressing-gown, and Lansing
dragged out the little flat trunk and began to pack it.
An hour later they went away together through the falling snow.
* * * * *
For a week Boots let him alone. He had a big, comfortable room,
dressing-closet, and bath adjoining the suite occupied by his host; he
was absolutely free to go and come, and for a week or ten days Boots
scarcely laid eyes on him, except at breakfast, for Selwyn's visits to
Sandy Hook became a daily routine except when a telegram arrived from
Edgewater calling him there.
But matters at Edgewater were beginning to be easier in one way for him.
Alixe appeared to forget him for days at a time; she was less irritable,
less restless and exacting.
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