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Time after time he reminded her of how powerless she would be without him, how unkind the world was towards single women. Boys, at the time of which we write, were attired like men of their own day, or certain charity-children of ours; and the stripling in question was dressed in black plush breeches, and a gray drugget waistcoat, with immoderately long pockets, both of which were evidently the cast-off clothes of some one considerably his senior. CHAPTER XXXII. I am not afraid that you may try to make love to me. Above her head was an aura of white fire. ” He was silent for a moment or two. Taber," said the manager. ’ Amusement flickered in Gerald’s breast.
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