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I came back to the Temple I found Angel leaning forward in her chair with her hands stretched out to the fire and staring into it.

I pulled up my chair to the other side of the fire, sat down, and said cheerfully: "If once Miss Delamere gets started, there's no end to it. I think she has as abundant a flow of talk as anyone I know."

"Yes," said Angel.

"I hope it didn't bore you to extinction."

"No," said Angel.

"It is wearisome when people whose doings are matter for the theatrical chit-chat column tell you them with such a wealth of detail."

"Yes," said Angel.

"However, to such a pretty creature most things are forgiven."

"Yes," said Angel.

It seemed to me that she was taking but a lifeless part in the conversation, and as a rule she was so ready to discuss with the liveliest interest any new acquaintance we chanced to make.