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“John, of course I forgive you if it is what you need from me. She wanted to kiss his feet. Here you are, young, sound, with a heart that will recover in no time, provided you keep liquor out of it. It was very pretty and very dainty while it lasted, but we played it with our eyes open, and we perfectly understood the game—both of us. It is a lovely little appendage to the mother who smiles over it, and it does things quaintly like her, gestures with her very gestures. He’s nice. The flowers and turf, a wild strawberry, a rare butterfly, and suchlike little intimate things had become more interesting than mountains. ILLUSTRATED WITH SCENES FROM THE PHOTOPLAY PRODUCED BY DISTINCTIVE PICTURES CORPORATION NEW YORK GROSSET & DUNLAP PUBLISHERS THE RAGGED EDGE CHAPTER I The Master is inordinately fond of young fools.
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