Lucy, would you like to be my date for the silly little dance they call the Junior Prom?\" There was a pregnant pause as she digested the information. The girl only smiled at him serenely, but she laid her hand for a moment quietly upon his. ’ ‘Well, don’t blame me if you get your head blown off. We LIKED each other well enough. Kimble was clearly a plain-spoken fellow. Is it so, Annabel?” “I did not know,” she faltered, “anything about you. I tell you what, Thames," he added, flinging himself carelessly into a chair, "I'd give my right hand,—and that's no light offer for a carpenter's 'prentice,—if that little minx were half as fond of me as she is of you.
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