“MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. Jack Kimble nodded eagerly. The poor child! What frightful things she must have seen on that island of hers! The noise of crashing glass caused a diversion; and Ruth turned gratefully toward the sound. “A man can smoke, a man can swear; A man scores always, everywhere.
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