"I think I have to go," Art said, less because he had anywhere pressing to be and more because he did not think he could mill about this party with everything they'd just done hanging around in his head. He smiled wryly. "Maybe another time." Maybe, maybe, maybe. He had to stop saying maybe, because then it would happen, and if it did — well, if it did, what kind of person was he?
He was pretty sure the answer was not a good one, but he hadn't settled on it yet.
When Selwyn was gone, Arthur got himself together and went back to London.
He was pretty sure the answer was not a good one, but he hadn't settled on it yet.
When Selwyn was gone, Arthur got himself together and went back to London.
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