” “Perhaps not,” she answered. " And muttering some remarks, which we do not care to repeat, reflecting upon the consistency of the sex, he was preparing once more to depart, when Mrs. Tears flowed in rivulets down 121 her cheeks and she began to cry. Something has happened to change her marvellously, either that, or she wilfully deceived me and every one else in those days as to her real self. He heard me; but he never came in to ask what was the matter. Gazing at her with eyes blinded with tears, he imprinted one brotherly kiss upon her lips. He hesitated. She ducked behind a pile of unused drywall.
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