100/134 It isn't every day one meets YOUR kind, and he's a connoisseur. I leave it to you--I leave it to you." She spoke as if it were something she had thrust bodily into his hands and wished to hurry away from. He put his hands behind him--straightening himself a little, half-kindled, still half-confused. "You're the best of us, caro mio--you and Aggie: for Aggie's as good as you. You see it's not only his money. |