I want to leave it for ever. The petals have fallen—the red petals we loved so. 132 “I thought you wanted me—you told me so when we kissed in the park!” He cried. ‘May I, indeed? I’ll take you up on that. ‘Sir?’ enquired the lad. “I’m not going to kill you, John. Her voice recalled him. CHAPTER IX.
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