He hadn't gambled or played the horses or hit the booze back there in little old New York…. Stanley pointed to the letter with a pipe he had drawn from his jacket pocket. ‘Lawks-a-mussy! It’s Miss Mary. I was afraid you wouldn't talk to me--you seem kind of shy--but I figured maybe I could still talk you into joining our study group, it goes all year. John did not see her until the last period. ” He faced her doggedly.
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