“I’m inclined to think, Stanley, myself that as a matter of fact it was the expurgated Romeo and Juliet did the mischief. But I've stacks of books and a grand piano-player. Her eyes were fixed upon the ground, the pink colour coming and going in her cheeks was very delicate and girlish. Bah. " "A friend is not so soon gained as lost," replied Wood; "but how has the prediction been fulfilled, Joan, eh?" "I thought you would have guessed, Sir," replied the widow, timidly.
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