And she had been doubting since that walk in the Zoological Gardens whether, indeed, he did simply care for her. Directly in range stood the strange young man, although he was at the far side of the loft. The storm appeared to have blown over, for they were conversing in a very amicable manner with Mr. "What do you mean?" cried Winifred in alarm. I am sure. ” He sat for a moment, absorbing. The skies became brilliant; the dry monsoon was setting in. They came teeming distressfully through her aching brain: “A man can kick, his skirts don’t tear; A man scores always, everywhere. ” “You are jealous,” she declared contemptuously.
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