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The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. She was a clever girl, the best of her year in the High School, and she made a valiant fight for Somerville or Newnham but her father had met and argued with a Somerville girl at a friend’s dinner-table and he thought that sort of thing unsexed a woman. He had conveyed it to her, not verbally, but by means of a letter, which seemed to her a singularly ignoble method of prohibition. ‘Trespasses,’ supplied Gerald. But seriously, things are not so bad as you think. The ring's yours, and you're mine. In the mornings I find labour easy because I am going to see you. It seemed to her that it was her duty to get up and clamor to go home to her room, to protest against his advances as an insult. It was now a quarter past twelve. " "I see through your design, Jack," returned the carpenter, gravely; "but I don't like under-hand work.
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