“Please have a seat. “Forgive me,” he said, “but I want to hear it from your sister. His pale and boyish waist was nearly as slim as her own. “I wonder what he takes me for?” When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict, a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face. She moaned as she touched him.
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