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Dick and Rosemary had luncheon at the Castelli dei
Cæsari, a splendid restaurant in a high-terraced villa over-
looking the ruined forum of an undetermined period of the
decadence. Rosemary took a cocktail and a little wine, and
Dick took enough so that his feeling of dissatisfaction left
him. Afterward they drove back to the hotel, all flushed and
happy, in a sort of exalted quiet. She wanted to be taken and
she was, and what had begun with a childish infatuation on
a beach was accomplished at last.

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