” “The real, identical other,” said Capes, and took and bit the tip of her little finger. “We are clerks in the same bank. If I did not love you so much I believe I could win you by sheer force of character, for people tell me I am naturally of the dominating type. “We have no airs and graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. " Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward.
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