" "'Ouns!" ejaculated Terence, in alarm, "would you turn snitch on your old pal, Quilt?" "Ay, if he plays a-cross," returned Quilt. The Yale spirit! James Boyle O'Higgins was, as the saying goes, somewhat out of luck. The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone. The Jacobite daws want a scarecrow. I thought it would be magnificent to have a great house in Paris, and more money than any other woman.
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