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CHAPTER XXII. Taking advantage of his embarrassed position, Jonathan and his assistant rushed upon him, and disarmed him. . “Why won’t you sleep in my bed tonight, Lucia, where 80 it’s warm?” He asked her one night, teasing but mournful, as she stood in her bedroom doorway in a long white gown. “I suppose, Vee, you don’t see much of those Widgetts now?” “I go in and talk to Constance sometimes. “You go home,” he said, at parting; “you go home. Ah! but you can’t imagine what you are to me and what you mean to me! I suppose there is something mystical and wonderful about all women.
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