" Spurlock wondered if something hadn't suddenly gone awry in his head. "Old Morgan the trader," she explained, "used to save me Tit-Bits. She was to fall back amongst the ruck, a young woman of talent, content perhaps to earn a scanty living by painting Christmas cards, or teaching at a kindergarten. She followed him about persistently, and succeeded, after a brisk, unchivalrous struggle (in which he pinched and asked her to “cheese it”), in kissing him among the raspberries behind the greenhouse. “Is this hansom for me?” she said. He would know her address to-morrow.
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