Why may I not be your friend? Somehow or other I feel that you have been driven into a false position. E. His baggy shorts sagged over knobby knees that tapered into decrepit Reebok sneakers. "Gracious Heaven!—is she the inmate of a mad-house?" "She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's misconduct. They were his friends, and they recognized his unusual earnestness.
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