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Scott, John Reed, 1869-

"The Cab of the Sleeping Horse"

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"Three months!"
"Three months is much more than long--sometimes."
She gave him an amused smile.
"I was thinking of you only last night," he volunteered.
"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
yourself. What have you been doing, and what are you doing?"
"At the very profitable and busy occupation of killing time," he
replied.
"Of course, but what else?"
"Nothing!"
"What, for instance, were you doing last night?"
"Last night? I dined at the Club, played auction and went home at a
seemly hour.


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