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Hollis Meynell

Blandford

A young woman was coming toward him. Her figure was long and slim, her blond hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears. Her eyes were blue as flowers, her lips and chin had a gentle firmness. In her pale green suit, she was like springtime. He started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was wearing no rose. Then he saw Hollis Meynell. She was standing almost directly behind the girl, a woman well past 40, her graying hair under a worn hat. She was short and fat. But she wore a red rose on her brown coat. The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away. Blandford felt as though he were being split in two. He wanted to follow the girl, yet longed for the women whose spirit had been his companion and support. There she stood. Her pale, fat face was gentle and sensible. Her gray eyes had a warm, kindly twinkle.