He walked through the misty September night to his rooms. Not a word had been exchanged between the two boys on the road. It is quite light yet, and I want to have one more look at that angry red sun. “The wrappered life-discipline! One comes to that at last. " "How so?" asked the other, distrustfully. "My chickens are hatched, or, at least, nearly so," replied Shotbolt, with increased merriment. ’ ‘Why did you not claim it yourself?’ asked Gerald. I’ve got no feminine class feeling. ‘You speak as if you expected to meet her again, Gerald. My garden-close would be a better thing than that. Three little letters can’t make a bit of difference.
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