"I hardly know," returned Jack; "but it's not safe for me to remain much longer here. Sure, I lose one occasionally—if he stays in New York. I want to hammer myself against all this that pens women in. "No, no, let him alone," interposed Wood. Mrs. 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. How clever she was, to fool everybody so easily! Not yet had any one suspected the truth: that she was, in a certain worldly sense, only four weeks old, that her every act had been written down on paper beforehand, and that her success lay in rigidly observing the rules which she herself had drafted to govern her conduct.
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