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Updated: May 7, 2025
He had, perhaps deliberately, perhaps at haphazard she could not tell aroused in her a great longing for multifarious experiences such as she had never yet suffered under or enjoyed. He had let her recklessness loose from its tethering chain. Was she just then the same woman who a short time ago had feared Minnie Birchington's curious eyes? She could scarcely believe it. He got up from the piano.
But just at this moment her intention was changed, and her subsequent action was determined in her by a trifling event, one of those events which teach the world to believe in Fate. A door, the door of Mrs. Birchington's flat, clicked behind her. Someone was coming out. Instantly, driven by the thought "I mustn't be seen!" Miss Van Tuyn stepped into Arabian's flat.
She expected to hear the front door of it close immediately behind her. But instead she heard Mrs. Birchington's high soprano voice saying: "Oh, how d'you do? Glad to meet you again!" Quickly she opened the second door on the left and stepped into Arabian's drawing-room. Why had he been so slow in shutting the front door? She must have been seen.
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