“You’re not a man for me—not one of a sex, I mean. " "What is it?" asked the poor woman. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. Permit me to introduce myself. "You base ingrate," she added, in a whisper, as she flounced past Mr. There is only Gerald to see me, after all. " "That was my doing, dearest," urged the carpenter; "I was afraid if you saw her that some such scene as this might occur.
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