Chapter VII

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She picked it up from the table, and tearing it open stared a moment at the message. "It's from Ellie. She's coming tomorrow." She turned to the window and strayed out onto the balcony. Nick followed her with enlacing arm. The canal below them lay in moonless shadow, barred with a few lingering lights. A last snatch of gondola-music came from far off, carried upward on a sultry gust.

"Dear old Ellie. All the same ... I wish all this belonged to you and me." Susy sighed.