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A woman may choose any one for her lover, but for her friend she makes no mistake. "You musht do dat shob yourself, Mishter Vild," rejoined Abraham, shaking his head. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated, glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very civil salutation. How clever she was, to fool everybody so easily! Not yet had any one suspected the truth: that she was, in a certain worldly sense, only four weeks old, that her every act had been written down on paper beforehand, and that her success lay in rigidly observing the rules which she herself had drafted to govern her conduct. He was carelessly dressed, and there were marks of unrest upon his features. Yours?" The stranger hesitated. "Is she alive?" "She is not," replied Trenchard, overcome by conflicting emotions, and unable to endure the boy's agonized look. To-night she had a curious feeling that she stood upon the threshold of some change.
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