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After fifteen years, to find that peculiarly Occidental attribute—college loyalty—still alive in his heart! A Western idea that had survived; an idea that was merely the flower of youthful enthusiasm! With his hands still in his sleeves, his chin down in speculation over this phenomenon, he continued his patrol. "I've done all I can to the portrait here. She had agonized over it for weeks. So I undertook to protect her by keeping love out of her life, by crushing it whenever it appeared, obliterating it. "I beg your pardon," he cried; "but really—ha! ha!—you must excuse me!—that is so uncommonly diverting—ha! ha! Do let me hear it again?—ha! ha! ha!" "Upon my word," rejoined Wood, "you seem vastly entertained by my misfortunes. “I don’t think you can have heard me, Vee,” he said, with intensely controlled fury. ‘How do you do, my lord? I am Lucilla Froxfield. So, bloody but unbeaten, weak and spent but undaunted, he waited for the Wastrel to spring up. As soon as dinner was over she went into the kitchen and devoted herself to compiling a tray—not a tray merely of halfcooled dinner things, but a specially prepared “nice” tray, suitable for tempting any one.
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