“I cannot but conclude,” he said, “that your errand involved the recital to my wife of some trouble in which you find yourself. He only laughed his defiance. ‘That is good,’ she said with satisfaction, ‘for I was compelled on Saturday to abandon the chase. He's going to ask you to Prom. ” “Right,” he answered. She’s already spoken for. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. But why do you ask?" "Because—" stammered the boy. ” He played it cool, but he had seen it in her face.
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