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“I’ll come out again—later in the week,” he said evasively.

“Why not stay tonight?”

“I promised I’d be back at eleven.”

“At eleven?” She looked at him reproachfully. “Do you have to account to that girl for your evenings?”

“I like her,” he said defiantly. “I’m not a child, Diamond Dick, and I rather resent your attitude. I thought you closed out your interest in my life five years ago.”

“You won’t stay?”

“No.”

“All right—then we only have an hour. Let’s walk out and sit on the wall by the Sound.”

Side by side they started through the deep twilight where the air was heavy with salt and roses.

“Do you remember the last time we walked somewhere together?” she whispered.

“Why—no. I don’t think I do. Where was it?”

“It doesn’t matter—if you’ve forgotten.”

When they reached the shore she swung herself up on the low wall that skirted the water.

“It’s spring, Charley.”

“Another spring.”

“No—just spring. If you say ‘another spring’ it means you’re getting old.” She hesitated. “Charley——”

“Yes, Diamond Dick.”