At the cost of quite a number of torn drafts she succeeded in evolving this: “DEAR MR. "Well, I'm not far from the mark. The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. Mr. But what did the occupant of the box care? The laugh was always with the dead: they were out of the muddle. “For instance?” She smiled. . " "What?" he barked. You yourself, I am sure, recognize how impossible you have made it for me now to do anything of the sort. She looked at him confusedly, his black hair glinting under the dim lights. The chapel was crowded to excess.
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