God, I hate these stupid ear infections! Have you ever had one?” Michelle asked. ’ ‘Damnation!’ ‘What the devil ails you?’ demanded his friend, striding forward. “John,” she said, “I can spare you that question. The picture in her mind altered and she saw again the way Gerald had looked with consternation upon the bruises he had inflicted on her wrist. In a little while—to-morrow—all these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster. “And now, look at us! See what we have become. John knew everybody, it seemed.
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