"Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. But, you see, she HAS to lie up. What are you after?’ ‘But my pistol and dagger, imbecile,’ she exclaimed impatiently, moving sharply back. Impressionable, lonely, a deal beyond his analytical reach, the girl might let her sympathies go beyond those of the nurse. “I wanted to make love to you. . It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip.
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