Anyways, we gets friendly and
chats each day, and yesterday I mentions about that Mr Charvill, and the maid
ups and says that Frenchie and his missus is going out of town to visit him. The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a
glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a
little hour or two, was gone. “I wanted to go to an art-student ball of which he disapproved. You have no grasp upon the essential facts of life (I pray God
you never may), and in your rash ignorance you are prepared to dash into
positions that may end in lifelong regret. "
"You paint yourself worse than you are, dear Mrs. You've been a great
help these five days; for he had to have attendance constantly, and neither Wu
nor I could have given that. The colour slowly left her cheeks, the lines of her
mouth hardened. He lost control of the machine, was upset and nearly killed. Gold-handled, too. My feelings overpower
me.
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