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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"Flames"

Tell him to keep his advice to himself.
And if you really believe he is obtaining an influence over you, avoid
him."
"You talk as if you disliked him."
"I feel as if I hated him."
"A man you have never even seen?"
"Yes."
"Well, I don't take to him, and I have seen him. I will drop him as much
as I can. I promise you that."
"Thank you, old boy."
Julian fidgetted about rather uneasily, touching the ornaments on the
mantelpiece, opening and shutting his silver cigarette-case with a click.
It was obvious that he felt restless and dissatisfied. Then he said:
"Well, are we going to--"
"Surely you don't mean to say that you came here to-night to persuade
me into doing again what we both decided not to do any more?" asked
Valentine.
"I came to try," Julian replied with decision.
He looked at Valentine and then added:
"And do you know I have been thinking, especially to-day, that you were
of the same mind as I."
"How?"
"That you wanted to sit again as much as I did."
"But I don't know Marr," Valentine said, with unusual sarcasm.
Julian flushed red, like a man who has been stung.
"Perhaps he influences you through me, though," he said with a laugh.
"What nonsense, Julian! If I thought he had anything to do with the
matter, I would never sit again.


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