"What's your name?" he said, addressing the audacious lad, who was looking
about him as coolly as if nothing material was going on. After an hour of waiting, she slammed her bedroom
door and he returned to his basement. I’ve had enough of it. . ”
“You’ll get them,” he said. The youth produced a crumpled-up card from his waistcoat pocket. She tossed her
head, and, having no further words, moved toward the door. “I believe you are quite right so far as regards the present, at any rate,” someone
remarked, from the depths of an easy chair. It’s that has always made me—SHE,
you know, was drawn into a set—didn’t discriminate Private theatricals. You see, the plain fact of the case is that I think I am
too young and ignorant for marriage.
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