Good-bye, for the pressent—ha! ha!" And, laughing loudly at his own facetiousness, he quitted the Lodge. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. “Vee,” she said, “come home. Was the girl seriously expecting him to pull the trigger? Lord, but she had courage! ‘Shoot, then,’ urged the lady. On some insane score she fancied she had to state her case in verse. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen.
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