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It seemed
incredible that she and her aunt were, indeed, creatures of the same blood, only
by a birth or so different beings, and part of that same broad interlacing stream
of human life that has invented the fauns and nymphs, Astarte, Aphrodite, Freya,
and all the twining beauty of the gods. "Here!" shrieked Lady Trafford. It’s—Mrs. While he was
meditating flight in this way, and tossing about on the straw, he chanced upon an
old broken and rusty fork. Spurling bit her lips to conceal her
mirth. Ben watched these manoeuvres with great interest, and strained every sinew in
his frame to keep ahead of the other boats. He went on with his song, accompanying it
with the most ridiculous grimaces:
"When years were gone by, she began to rue
Her love for the gentleman, (meaning you!)
'I slighted the journeyman fond,' quoth she,
'But where is my gallant of high degree?
Where! where!
Oh! where is my gallant of high degree?'
Ho! ho! ho!"
"What are you doing here!" demanded Thames. I have said
good-bye to it all. I didn’t!
I didn’t! After all—”
For a time her mind ran on daintiness and its defensive restraints as though it
was the one desirable thing. ‘Let go!’
‘Do you take me for a fool?’ Gerald demanded. ”
“You must admit,” he declared, “that to us—who had seen you—the thought of
your trying anything else was amazing. There must be persons tender and loving in this world. “It is an annoyance, my friend,” she said, “not a tragedy. At length he
proceeded toward McClintock's bungalow, drawn by the lights and the sound of
music. ’
‘Why not?’ Gerald asked straightly.
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