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He succeeded so well that by the time he asked for her name
once more, she fluttered her lashes as coquettishly as ever. There were sidetables and a writing table, similarly buried in bric-a-brac,
and the chair by the French doors could hardly be seen for blankets. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest
and earnest. "
"You will remain longer than you anticipate," muttered Wild. Except for a few early ebullitions of passion, natural to a
warm and romantic disposition, and leaving no harmful after-effects—ebullitions
that by the standards of the higher truth I feel no one can justly cast a stone at,
and of which I for one am by no means ashamed—I come to you a pure and
unencumbered man. I really must leave you now. To reach the door they had to pass the end
of the table, and behind the chair where Mr.
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