"Whose child can this be?" "How the devil should I know!" replied Jonathan gruffly. They were bathing in the stream. Sheila wouldn’t allow me to date a boy even if he was only fifteen—I mean sixteen, like I am, you see. The teacher droned on and on about the mournful funerary love of Romeo and Juliet, a tale she had long since tired of. She ran to the lamp and extinguished it. "You will find her new. She had taken care he should have this momentous talk with her on a garden-seat commanded by the windows of the house.
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