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. Jonathan, however, was nowhere to be seen. " "Egad, Jack," said Gay, "you should write your adventures. ” She smiled at the thought. Why? While the front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?” His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some secret or forbidden or impossible lover. And the fact that it was dressed in riding gear had fooled her into thinking it was her own image. “She’s going to have some sort of meal with the Widgetts down the Avenue, and go up with them. A father is in debt, we'll say. ” His chief successes he exhibited to the Lowndean Microscopical Society, where their high technical merit never failed to excite admiration. "The blood that has been spilt is that of his wife. ‘Nothing would do for her but to come here,’ grumbled Hilary, wiping his heated brow with a pocket handkerchief dragged from his immaculate white uniform breeches.
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