He took her hand and looked into her eyes and spoke, divided against himself, in a voice that was forced and insincere. “I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in civil warfare. “Are you a virgin, Julian? With your handsome face and powerful body, you mean to tell me that you haven’t dipped your wick?” He started to get angry, “But it’s not the same for guys as it is for girls!” “So you have tasted the forbidden fruit, haven’t you? You’re no different than any male. He laughed at her heartily, and she laughed too as she had not for a year. He saw his father, calling to him from an icy white tunnel, beckoning to him. ” “I did not come,” she faltered. "I wonder," said Ruth. He pictured himself visiting the girl in this shabby little home of her aunt’s—she had told him that it was shabby—and he recalled that delicious little smile with which she would surely greet him, a smile which seemed to be a matter of the eyes as well as the lips.
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