"Not I," replied Blueskin. The idea of this sudden reluctance was
elusive; the fact was evident but not the reason for it. Sheila wouldn’t allow me to date a
boy even if he was only fifteen—I mean sixteen, like I
am, you see. Annabel shines like a star in the darkness,
Rosamund queens it a rose, deep rose;
But the lady I love is like sunshine in April weather,
She gleams and gladdens, she warms—and goes. So absorbed was she by her
passionate supplications that she was insensible to anything passing around her,
until she felt a touch upon her shoulder, and heard a well-known voice breathe in
her ear—"Mother!"
She started at the sound as if an apparition had called her, screamed, and fell into
her son's outstretched arms. Down under the incalculable selfishness of the penitent child there was the man's
uneasy recollection of Judas.
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