" "That's not likely to be the case, if you go on in this way," replied Thames, sharply. Of course, if at any time—see reason—alter your opinion. " "Not your only chance, Thames," returned Jack, in the same undertone; "but your best. Perhaps that was why Sheila began to observe Lucy, because both of them were poignantly aware of Lucy’s otherness. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. I'll put a brace of dogs on your track, who'll soon hunt you down. Women to me are something so serene, so fine, so feminine, and politics are so dusty, so sordid, so wearisome and quarrelsome. Sheila was a stout woman, her bosoms huge, her face 110 wide and square. But he knew. " "Your father did right," replied Jack, with some bitterness. There was no mistaking his intentions this time. Presently she woke up to the fact that there was a considerable group of interests called being in love and getting married, with certain attractive and amusing subsidiary developments, such as flirtation and “being interested” in people of the opposite sex. It must be some days before you can arrange for her to make an identification.
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