" "But Wild still lives," cried Wood. " "But you are young!" It was a protest, almost vehement. ‘Now what?’ The girl’s voice was shaking, and there were, he saw now, angry tears in her eyes. I want to love him. He now understood her interest in Taber, as he called himself: habit, a twice-told tale. ’ ‘Like your father,’ Gerald put in deliberately. She detected that the young officer’s shoulders tensed whenever she moved in the back of his 94 car. "See her I will. ‘But it is entirely myself,’ she exclaimed aloud. She was inclined to think that perhaps for a girl the converse of his method was the case; an older man, a man beyond the range of anything “nonsensical,” was, perhaps, the most interesting sort of friend one could meet. ’ ‘Now why didn’t I make that connection?’ Gerald asked of the air in a tone of regret. “Oh, Lord!” she said, discovering what she was up to, and dropped lightly from the fence upon the turf and went on her way toward the crest.
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