`` Freda , your armchairs are the most comfy in the world . How do you get them to fit into a fellow 's kinks so splendidly ? '' Freda smiled at him out of big , owlish eyes that were the same tint as the coppery grey sea upon which the north window of the snuggery looked . `` Any armchair will fit a lazy fellow 's kinks , '' she said . `` I 'm not lazy , '' protested Roger . `` That you should say so , Freda , when I have wheeled all the way out of town this dismal afternoon over the worst bicycle road in three kingdoms to see you , bonnie maid ! '' `` I like lazy people , '' said Freda softly , tilting her spoon on a cup of chocolate with a slender brown hand . Roger smiled at her chummily . `` You are such a comfortable girl , '' he said . `` I like to talk to you and tell you things . '' `` You have something to tell me today . It has been fairly sticking out of your eyes ever since you came . Now , ` fess . '' Freda put away her cup and saucer , got up , and stood by the fireplace , with one arm outstretched along the quaintly carved old mantel . She laid her head down on its curve and looked expectantly at Roger . `` I have seen my ideal , Freda , '' said Roger gravely . Freda lifted her head and then laid it down again . She did not speak . Roger was glad of it . Even at the moment he found himself thinking that Freda had a genius for silence .
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