" O'Higgins produced his wallet. Her interest grew as she read, a certain distaste disappeared. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. ” “It’s gone. " "Till midnight," replied Jack. Such apartments as she saw were either scandalously dirty or unaccountably dear, or both. If I did not love you so much I believe I could win you by sheer force of character, for people tell me I am naturally of the dominating type. We men are like children. “Dear friend,” she said, “remember that you are speaking to one who has failed in the only serious object which she has ever sought to accomplish. As if we didn’t know! The practical trouble is our ages. " "That's not my game.
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