” He said wistfully. “It spreads like wildfire. Take it," he cried, lifting the babe from the bottom of the boat, and flinging it towards its unfortunate father. Heaven knows why! They don’t marry most of us off now until high up in the twenties. But the fall was too great, and he abandoned the attempt. So, bloody but unbeaten, weak and spent but undaunted, he waited for the Wastrel to spring up. It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed. Morningside Park had been passive and defective; all this rushed about and was active, but it was still defective. To prevent the leaves from blowing about, should a blow develop, he distributed paper weights.
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