"How do I know you are a friend?" asked Darrell. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. Spurlock had not coached her on this line of conduct. I'm a slave to my word. I'll tell you what. I'm not sure I'd go out with him anyway. (What was the name he had given her that day?) He was walking beside the chair upon which appeared to be a bundle of colours. On the floor was a handkerchief, a little morsel of lace. She had also discovered the names of Grimm and Andersen; but at that time she had not been able to visualize "the pale slender things with gossamer wings"—fairies. It may be treacherous, it may lay up a store of future woe; but it insures present happiness, and that is sufficient. "One-and-twenty, ah!" repeated Gay.
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