Perhaps the sunken cheeks and the protruding cheekbones gave her this impression. It is that, is it not?” “No,” he answered readily. We can be friends again. “I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in civil warfare. Maybe the girl was telling the truth, and then again, maybe she wasn't. "No; I don't think I'd laugh. Springing to his feet in an ecstasy of terror, he stumbled, and had well nigh realized his worst apprehensions.
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