‘Can I not leave you for a day without you getting yourself into trouble?’ ‘Imbecile,’ she uttered faintly. That there Frenchie didn’t look any too friendly to me. ‘How could I know that it is you?’ She peered at him in the darkness. Almost at once she had comprehended that she was expected to write down her name and address, which she did, in slanting cobwebby lettering, perhaps a trifle laboriously. ” “Until some one takes pity on me and marries me?” He raised his eyebrows in mild appeal. No need to do such things.
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