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"That innocence of girlhood," Wanhope said, "is very interesting. It's astonishing how much experience it survives. Some women carry it into old age with them. It's never been scientifically studied " "Yes," Minver allowed. "There would be a fortune for the novelist who could work a type of innocence for all it was worth.

"Somebody," Rulledge burst out again, "ought to have kicked him." "What's become," Minver asked, "of all the dear maids and widows that you've failed to marry at the end of each summer, Rulledge?" The satire involved flattery so sweet that Rulledge could not perhaps wish to make any retort. He frowned sternly, and said, with a face averted from Minver: "Go on, Wanhope!"

She wanted him to get the man who did the odd jobs about the house, to sleep there, but he laughed at her, and they kept on with their usual town equipment of two serving-women. She could not account for his spirits, which were usually so low when they were alone " "And not fighting," Minver suggested to me. " and when she asked him what the matter was he could not account for them, either.

Just, St. Fimbarrus, St. Clether, St. Germoe, St. Veryan, St. Winnock, St. Minver, St. Anthony, with the virgins Grace, and Sinara, and Iva the whole passel of 'em.

"Perhaps he hadn't," Minver suggested. Wanhope waited for a thoughtful moment of censure eventuating in toleration. "You mean that she " "I don't see why you say that, Minver," Rulledge interposed chivalrously, with his mouth full of sandwich. "I didn't say it," Minver contradicted. "You implied it; and I don't think it's fair.

"They seem rather to like it, though, some of them, if you mean the game of love," Minver said. "Especially when they're not in earnest about it." "Oh, there are plenty of spoiled women," Wanhope admitted. "But I don't mean flirting. I suppose that the average unspoiled woman is rather frightened than otherwise when she knows that a man is in love with her."

Minver asked; Rulledge threw himself back on the divan, and beat the cushions with impatience. "Is it essential to give them?" "Oh, no. I merely wondered. Go on." "The authorities are all right. She had disappeared with him before the others noticed. It was a thing that happened; there was no design in it; that would have been out of character.

But, as I was saying, it was not danger that Ormond seemed to be afraid of, if it came short of death. He was almost abnormally indifferent to pain. I knew of his undergoing an operation that most people would take ether for, and not wincing, because it was not supposed to involve a fatal result. "Perhaps he carried his own anodyne with him," said Minver, "like the Chinese."

We were a pretty long time choosing the six eggs, and I don't remember now just what they were; but they were certainly joyous eggs; and By the way, I don't know why I'm boring a brand of hardened bachelors like you with all these domestic details?" "Oh, don't mind us," Minver responded to his general appeal.

He was lugged in by the host, as an old friend, and was suffered by the hostess as a friend quite too old for her. Wanhope cast about for the word, and Minver supplied it "Pull out." "Yes. But when he had found it Miss Hazelwood took it from him." "I don't understand," Rulledge said.

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