“And now,” she said, splintering the surviving piece of coal into indignant flame-spurting fragments with one dexterous blow, “what am I to do? “I’m in a hole!—mess is a better word, expresses it better. " "And what should a young man like this one have to forget?" Prudence demanded to know. Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way. White gasped, and then stiffened. E. ‘Unheard of, ain’t it? To tell the truth, I half expected him to leave everything to one of his doxies. . ‘She wants you. It was dangerous for her to dare approaching him and she knew the tremendous risk she was taking, but a part of her demanded that he be found. “How gratified she must have been! If only I had known I would have made an effort to get home in time for dinner. “You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!” This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile.
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