She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. \"I had a good time tonight. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. modern. These fellows must be right,” he added thoughtfully, “and yet—there’s a mystery somewhere. " "Ah!" ejaculated the widow, hiding her face. Was she interested in that young ass who was risking his bones over there in the city? They had come up on the same boat.
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