“MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. ” “Thanks to me,” he repeated, puzzled. “Yes, I see that. I said, that day at Surbiton, ‘There’s many good things in life, but there’s only one best, and that’s the wild-haired girl who’s pulling away at that oar. Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles.
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