She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground. " CHAPTER XXV. The sun was setting in spectacular multicolored streams beyond Whitefield Park. ’ Then she jammed her hat on her head all anyhow and ran from the room. “You were never born,” he declared, “to follow the well worn roads. “I never wanted to kick any one so much in my life as that second fellow. But the young man with the orange tie remained in his place, disputing whether the body had not something or other which he called its legitimate claims. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. She laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. Were the parents agreeable? Were they of age? Had the license been procured? But here, in a far country, only the velvet manacles of wedlock were necessary. But the relief from the strain of her immediate necessities was immense. The hour for which, presumably, she had been created was drawing nigh. "I love her already. They telephoned that you had absconded with ten thousand, and that if I would make good the loss within twenty-four hours, they would not prosecute.
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