I can’t stand it. It was really very nice of you, but to-morrow you will laugh at it as I do now. I had a hunch. ” She thanked him with one of her shy little glances. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. Cathy gave her a bear hug and patted her severe 252 hairdo. “I said you were”—he shouted—“NOT TO GO!” She made, and overdid, an immense effort to be a princess. I had consecrated my life to His Work; and I took the primrose path. Faugh!” She took up the last morsel of roll, and held it delicately between her long slim fingers. McClintock could not browbeat him, storm as he might. The money will last longer, and—it won’t bother you.
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