She is the image of what I was like, and she has a better voice. ‘But it is entirely myself,’ she exclaimed aloud. ’ ‘You ain’t never,’ gasped Pottiswick. "Concerning whom?" "Mrs. I was—I was a corespondent. “You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason. ” The girl sat up and looked at him with a curious twist at the corners of her mouth —humorous or pathetic, he could not tell which. He was the true optimist; and that he should proceed, serenely unconscious of reefs and storms, she accepted the double buffets. Be so good as to come this way.
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