" "Accident or not," rejoined Sheppard; "you're no longer pall of mine. We middle-aged fools and we old fools can no longer dream. The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. Through it all Spurlock maintained a gaiety which deceived them completely. But ship that girl east as soon as you can. " "There, now! You mustn't get mixed. ‘What is it that you told him?’ ‘Nothing, miss, I swear.
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